Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rum

On Easter morning, 10 year old Jacob came and jumped into bed with me. As per usual, I was sleeping in a pair of boxer shorts. Suddenly channeling Captain Jack Sparrow, Jacob asks (in a completely serious manner), "Is it possible to make a rope out of human back hair?"

It's sick, I know, but that didn't stop me from laughing my ass off.

Squirrels

The Aggressive Mutant Squirrels of Athens, GA: Explained

Woman #1: Do you think squirrels get addicted to nicotine?
Woman #2: Oh my God! I feel so bad for them. I mean they must, right? What with all the cigarette butts they eat.
(from Overheard in New York)

Worth1000 Presents...Bad Casting

Help Needed

My lady's daddy has cancer. It has spread throughout his lymphatic system, which means that it pretty much covers his insides from top to bottom. He's a Loner, which means that he's putting a good face on it, but he's not infallible. My Loner is scared. It's a bit unsettling, to see someone who has fought through so much on her own finally looking scared. I guess it's kind of like the first time a child realizes that Mommy and Daddy don't know everything, or aren't perfect. Her Dad has been such a great support for her over the years, and for the first time he needs it to come back the other way.

To anyone out there who stumbles across this blog, I have one request: please pray for Loner. She's a good Catholic, but I personally don't care if you pray to Krishna, Buddha, Allah, Yahweh, Helion, Mithras or your stones of power. Say a prayer for her to have strength when she needs it, and for me to have strength when she does not. Pray for her father, to come through this in the best way possible, whatever that may be. Pray for her mother, who has never had to be strong for someone before.

You have my thanks.