by Richard
George of the Jungle was a little steamed yesterday. Well, I say a little, but I guess I really mean that steam was coming out his ears and he was grinding his teeth together so hard that we were using him to crack a few particularly stubborn walnuts. See, yesterday was the fifth time [...]
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by Richard
Here’s another of the unexpected joys of having a child in a private school (and I’m not even talking about the wallet-emptying, money sucking void the tuition turned out to be): Every other year, the private school in which Zippy the Monkey Boy is enrolled has the same spring break as do other private [...]
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by Richard
The end has come. We’re finished. Sarcasmo and I finished off our 10-day, seven-school college road trip. And, to top it off, neither of us attempted to kill the other. Well, at least as far as Sarcasmo knows, that’s true. We’ll just let him keep thinking that.
All told, we drove one thousand, two hundred [...]
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