Daddybear has a book out. I've read a good chunk of it (I got an advanced sampling that I was supposed to beta-read, but didn't get it finished in time. Mea culpa, Daddybear, mea culpa). It's good stuff. Take a read.
Borepatch is being tested for our old nemesis prostate cancer. This, folks, is why I wear a kilt for 1/12 of the year. Better testing = earlier detection = more folks surviving. I will not let this bastard claim my blogson, not as long as there's a kilt to be worn and a shred of shame to be auctioned...
Tam liked Interstellar. This is now the second person whose advice I value advocating for this movie. I may have to break down and see it in the theater. SCI-FI saw it and loved it, and advised me to see it in IMAX if possible. Fortunately, there's an IMAX theater not even 10 miles from my house.
Robb has a great observation about parenting and kids that succeed. And part of the reason that I am posting this is because I want to brag about BabyGirl G., who made high honor roll her first quarter in middle school. WTG, kiddo!
LawDog recounts Jennifer getting made - as a cop. When I first moved to VA, I was in limbo for a few months while we sold the house in MA and found a house down here. As a result, I had no CCW permit, so the only way I could carry was open carry. Only once did anyone comment, and yes, he asked if I were a cop...
I know the content has been on the lean side recently, but there's always good stuff on the blogroll!
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