Category Archives: The Hubs

Beautiful Day

I joined a church this morning, which is pretty neat. I haven’t liked a church enough to join, well, ever, so it’s a good.
We bought a truck for Dwight, and that’s a good too. I also might have a new writing gig for a dude that runs a top ten website. I’m doing a sample article for him that’s due on Tuesday. Yay! Work for my staycation. I checked work email today and got a concerned email back from my boss saying not to do that anymore, so I will comply. I just hope my flaky overwhelmedness doesn’t bite me too badly when I get back.
Also, we might have a buyer for the Jeep, which would be awesome, since we have to put oil into the oil tank ASAP. Prices are going up by the second.

So that’s the news that’s new and improved. If I get this top ten writing gig I’ll ask if I can post a link, so you can see that other people like reading what I write too. 🙂

I Was Supposed To Write About Earwigs

So tonight we listened to some tunes, cooked up some turkey loin, and did some Mr. Mystery games that I picked up at that great American institution, The Cracker Barrel.
This is Mr. Mystery, a Secret Agent Spy Book. These were my favorite brand of toys when I was a kid.

It has secret agent mystery puzzles in it, which was perfect because when I was younger I wanted to be a private detective. I mean, from the time I was 2 to the time i was 15. A long time. I’ll post pictures sometime of the detective agencies my dad used to build me out of the wardrobe boxes every time we moved. Anyway…back to these Mr. Mystery books, you have to use the “answer pen”, which reacts with the invisible inky things inside the book. This is what the pen looks like:

I won’t spoil for you the magic of the pen on the paper. That, and it’s pretty hard to photograph. But the mysteries are totally worth your time. Get you to a Cracker Barrel and get yourself a Mr. Mystery game. For “Hours and Hours of ‘By Yourself Enjoyment'”. Worked out for me pretty well…being an only child that moved every few years. Oh yeah. Poor me.
I’m good with people. Probably wouldn’t have been if I hadn’t moved around all the time as a kid. So it’s a wash.

Oh yeah. Some earwigs have two penises. So that I don’t keep you in suspense. So my ears are totally doomed.