Gingercrack Season Has Arrived
Worth a Shot
Happy Overeating, Watching Football and Napping Day!
Writer’s Strike
Shea for President
A little more than three years ago, I laid out a bold plan for a Shea presidency. I had just turned 35, and the election was just about a month away when I threw my hat in the ring.
As you can tell, the people ignored my progressive agenda. They didn’t care about free ice cream cones for children, the elimination of all televisions under 30 inches, and a national edict for pizza at dinner every Friday.
That has not fazed me. This time, I will have just under a year to spread the word about why I should be the next resident of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.
ITEOTWAWKI: I Can Do It Too
I Feel Used
Bee Surprised
Manly Regular Guy
I generally don’t get to show off my manliness. Last week, I made up for lost time.
I like to live the easy life as much as I can. I always say that my greatest home improvement skill is writing a check. The only kind of yard work I even remotely enjoy is vacuuming leaves because I get to carry around a big machine.
And don’t even get me started on car repairs. Thank God auto manufacturers have started to make things under the hood easier to figure out or I would eventually put oil in the windshield wiper fluid container.
So imagine my surprise when I walked out to my car last Monday afternoon and saw my right rear tire almost totally flat.