It’s real! OldNFO wrote a book. And that means you, yes you, need to read a book. I have a copy before it was a real book so I’ll be treating myself to my very own dead tree version. You should too. (Psst-that’s my affiliate link. Go to OldNFO’s post for his. Also with links to Kindle and Nook versions.)
What are you waiting for? You could have this
Picture stolen from OldNFO
on your coffee table. You can even have it signed (visit NFO’s place for details).
Me? I’m not going to wait to have it signed. I’m just going to make sure I have it with me next time I see him in real life so he can roll his eyes and tell me I’m a brat in person.
Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!
I get to do something different this year. No flowers, although a co-worker got a beautiful bouquet
I told Michael years ago that I find flowers to be an unnecessary expense and didn’t really want to have them delivered. When we were dating, he tried giving me a few live plants, which I promptly killed because I am a bad plant caretaker.
No, this year, I’ve donned a giant* yellow shirt and I’m going with several co-workers this afternoon to mentor kids at the local Boys & Girls Club. Sharing the love
I hear there is a music and drama room. Should be good times.
*It’s an XL. I’m…er…not.
D’oh! This was sitting in my drafts folder! I meant to publish it on Friday. Sorry all.
Getting a box from Brownells with chocolate.
Well played, Brownells. Well played.
Msgt B could use your time and attention. Please go read this post. It’s a very important one.
The killers will get the justice they deserve eventually. Let’s hope it is sooner rather than later so the family can have peace. I applaud the family for turning their tragedy into a blessing for others.
Because I’m moving from here
And I’m very excited. Definitely going to need to bring in some color, though.
No really. It’s even documented. A historian wrote a book
And I am in it!
It has now been documented that I have serenaded top bananas. Let the record show that I am a Sizzle Sister.
Discarded as waste just because they weren’t pretty enough, abandoned and alone. Sure, they’ve been knocked around, but I’m sure my readers can look past their history.
Pic courtesy of Ammoman
Besides, it’s what’s on the inside that counts. Ammoman is giving these cartridges a new lease on life! A chance to fulfill their destiny! To fly free at super-sonic speeds (or sub-sonic, depending). For you see, they’re now unencumbered by their less than perfect packaging. They’ve been weighed, bagged, and canned.
Pic courtesy of Ammoman
And will be available for adoption this Friday. First come, first serve, sold by the can. Limited quantities.
If you can find it in your heart to give these poor, rejected rounds a home at a deep discount, you can find the details here. They make great pets (and gifts! Don’t forget your favorite bloggers).
*FTC: Ammoman asked me nicely, and I obliged with a post. So there (imagine me giving you a raspberry and stomping my foot).
Vacation was lovely and not nearly long enough. Back at it again!