Woke up and went to take a shower, came back to this. She makes it really hard not to hate her sometimes.

As if I needed any more reason to hate meetings, I was just in one that was supposed to be wrapping up and one of these dopey motherfuckers started yapping about the City of Cleveland's plan to put a concert hall by the lake when Browns Stadium is demolished. Something that has zero relevance to us.

I just remembered I have to go downstairs and get laundry out of the dryer from Friday. I still don't want to do it.

I'm starting to think this dog of mine has too great a variety of treats in the house. I gave her a Milk-Bone, which she promptly dropped so she could look at my hands and the other 7 containers of treats to see if there was something better coming.

You mean to tell me I have to start this year by shoveling? Fuck you already, 2026!

The "traditional*" New Year's Eve bucatini carbonara. *annual request from my dad for his birthday

Oh, hey, happy birthday @mementomorty.bsky.social!!! (I swear I didn't plan to post this right at midnight, it was just pure happenstance).

Roasted Brussels sprouts with hot Italian sausage and shallots, ginger honey glazed carrots, hasselback au gratin potatoes, delicious smoked ham. I'm full, and tired.

Just out tossing teddies.

Finalizing the grocery list for Christmas. On the menu so far: Smoked ham (courtesy of Ohio City Provisions) Roasted brussels sprouts with Italian Sausage Honey roasted carrots Hasselback potato gratin Can't decide if I want to add something else, but at least I have the day before off to prep.

If anyone was wondering what Lake Erie looks like right now from downtown Cleveland--it is still. If I were the lake, I'd be trying to flow north to get away from that giant pile of turds on the shore where the Browns play.

I'm gonna be really annoyed if I've been limping around like an idiot for a month, waiting for a Doctor's appointment to look at my knee, and all it took was replacing my stupid insole.

My initial plan for this 5-day weekend was basically do nothing. My hamstring's been bugging me so I just wanted to rest. I have an allergist appointment, but that's nothing. Then the snow came. Over an hour outside shoveling, and all I want to do now is cuddle up with the dog and nap. But I can't.

Turkeys almost ready, and I just started a Bob's Burgers Thanksgiving episode marathon. I don't want it to ever end.

This city certainly has its share of problems, starting with the Browns, but the food scene here truly is excellent.

Holiday dessert acquired.

Ready for winter.

Hey @mementomorty.bsky.social, the news just told me it's national pickle day. So happy national pickle day!

Enjoying her new bathrobe so far. Had to go with the rhino, since she rams through every door with her head like one.

I have few followers, and most of you have probably seen this, but worth amplifying the little I can.

Power's out, they need to let me go home.

Not wasting any time trying to get back to the World Series in 2026. It's been a good 12 hours or so of news!

Brooklyn Nine-Nine was truly at its best when Holt was unhinged. Andre Braugher in the episode where Wuntch dies was just pure gold.

@blakethebutcher.bsky.social can you tell your baseball boyfriend to beat up the Marlins guy next to him at the Jays game?

Say what you want about the NBA being embroiled in yet another "totally unforeseeable and unlikely to happen again" illegal gambling scandal on the second day of the season, but at least they made it deeper into the season than MLB did this year.

Day 5 of ear drops for the dog's ear infection. Not geting any easier, mostly because she's feeling better, ironically.

Cold as ice

Would it be too much to ask for CPAP manufacturers to avoid having small, clear, easily detachable (for seemingly no reason) parts be vital to me not dying in my sleep? I did not enjoy that particular scavenger hunt.

Hell of a start to the playoffs. Ready to see the phenom Yesavage get the ball tomorrow.

Disappointed to see Rob Lowe isn't wearing his MLB logo hat tonight.

Weird how I hate watching the Yankees play the Red Sox in the playoffs sooo much less when my team is still alive. Especially when at least one of them will be gone by the time we play.

It's starting already--I just got a pop-up telling me I have to verify my age for Bluesky.

Fuck yeah!

As much as I love the prospect of us handling business tomorrow and getting a week off while making the Yankees have to play on Tuesday after a 93 or 94 win season, it really highlights the absurdity of the MLB playoff format.

Hey @wyattswickedgoods.com, can you give the Rays a call and tell them they cancelled the game tomorrow and can just fly home now? Thanks, that'd be great...

Tiramisu, strawberries and cream, birthday cake, and milk chocolate flavored macarons from Theresa's Bakery at the West Side Market. Also pumpkin flavored dog treats. The macarons are delicious. I can't vouch for the dog treats.

I just took the trash to the curb and found a pleasant surprise that whoever parked on the street left plenty of room so I didn't block the driveway. Turns out it was me, I just forgot where I parked.

Looking back, it's pretty funny that the very first joke of Silicon Valley is Kid Rock. Not a joke about him, not a joke from him, just him.

Just missed clinching on my birthday, but we're in. Now to go for the top seed in the AL.

Late night hosts last night. Colbert: this is blatant censorship. Fallon: I don't know what's going on but I like Jimmy. Jesus Christ, this unfunny asshole continues to take every single opportunity possible to remind everyone how much he fucking sucks.

If you're in Cleveland, make sure you go to Cordelia. If you've got the time and don't care about doing anything after, do the tasting menu. I promise you won't be disappointed no matter what.

Trey Yesavage day, fuck yeah!

My dog is lying on the bed next to me trying to give kisses but she's so lazy her tongue just falls out of the side of her mouth.

I want to like this spinoff of The Office, but other than Oscar still having the doll that Michael made him, there's not much to write home about.

That's it, somebody get me Jeff Hoffman's number. If Pete Walker and John Schneider are too scared to ask him to stop giving up home runs, I will.

Just got a fundraising email from the Ted Cruz campaign. No one will read it, but I think I responded appropriately.

Stumbling across the "white girl dancing" guy on Instagram for the first time brought me an absurd amount of joy tonight.