Links are better than whiskey (...wait.)

The other night I was trekking through some older posts from last year that were the same time when I was in New York, and I had to keep myself from crying. (I made the mistake of reading my December posts first). But the further I moved into the past, the easier it was to hold back the tears. Actually, the impulse to be a whimpering little baby about missing Michael no longer had a hold over me.

The content revolved around my time in Alaska with Michael, and reading it made me realize just how happy I was when I was physically with him. You can just feel it when you read it.

I was also laughing hysterically. There is some good shit that I wrote last November, some gooood shit. So, since I am going to be lounging around in the sun today with my coworkers and have very little interesting things under my belt to talk about, I've decided to present a list of my old posts for my newer readers (and old of course) to enjoy while I catch me some rays. Hopefully you will get a kick out of them like I did. I feel like most of them are too good to sit in the past collecting dust. Feel free to comment on them, despite the dates. Be good little readers until I come back!

A Man's Perspective: The Burial Edition

They really don't Mom

The man who would die for his beer

...but I like purple!

I hope the deer were in costume too.

Lucky number three

Fleas, crabs, and mutated cells all make a J-Roll

I suddenly feel like I've popped in a movie for my children to occupy their time with as I leave the house for a bit. Hmm. Better than whiskey. Oh, Grandma.