Bacon Talk: Tree Houses
Good morning, friends, family and – well, good morning to you too, enemies. I really just have one word to say right now. TREE HOUSES. HELL YES, TREE HOUSES! Sorry. I got a little carried away there. Almost choked on my bacon. See, you know that nostalgic feeling you get in your tummy sometimes when…
Posted Friday, September 3, 2010 by Space and Haycomet · 1,714 Words · 1 Response · Click to Read
Haycomet versus The Turner Bot
Recently I had a week’s vacation from work. Normally this time of year means a trip back home to see family and to visit the beaches. This year, however, had different circumstances that kept me from going. The pusher bot had died from heat exhaustion, so I had to pay for a replacement. That depleted…
Posted Thursday, September 2, 2010 by Haycomet · 873 Words · 1 Response · Click to ReadCan the 1300s get a little love?
Haycomet just wrote a very nice piece about living in the middle ages, and it sort of touched a soft spot in my emotions. Because like her, I too have always wanted to visit a different time period. I actually wrote an essay about my time machine in the SpaceBrew Scroll. You can read it…
Posted Wednesday, September 1, 2010 by Space · 955 Words · 2 Responses · Click to ReadAn Error in Era
When I was little, I felt out of place. I’m not saying I was awkward or lonely, well, I was, but that’s not what I’m writing about today. It would be more accurate to say that I felt like I was born in the wrong time period. I would watch Ozzie and Harriet, Dobie Gillis,…
Posted Tuesday, August 31, 2010 by Haycomet · 672 Words · 3 Responses · Click to ReadI just got my FACE rocked off.
Seriously, dudes, I have to tell you about our night Friday night! Okay, well – okay, well hang on. Let me catch my breath. It’s Saturday morning here – well, feels like morning, it’s actually well after noon – but I got my damn face (and most of my ass, neck, thighs, back and arms)…
Posted Monday, August 30, 2010 by Space · 863 Words · 3 Responses · Click to Read
Damn these dreams! 
I had a dream last night that freaked me out, to say the least. I don’t remember most of it, but I do know I woke up at the point where I was about to buy a ’67 Mustang I’d just been driving. I think maybe I had rented it or something – or I…
Posted Tuesday, April 15, 2003 by Stella · 318 Words · No Responses · Click to ReadLet’s recap another weekend.
This weekend might have been even busier than last, good grief. Two (2) costume parties, a visit to the pumpkin patch, a major band rehearsal, and now I’m in serious need of restocking the beer fridge. Seriously serious. This is from the first costume party, where Heather and I went as matching pirates, at HotAshley’s…
Posted Sunday, October 28, 2007 by Space · 543 Words · 7 Responses · Click to Read
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