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Four Loars (of five)!

…for visiting us last weekend all the way from Columbus, Ohio!

It’s official! We owe Columbus a trip.

Seriously loving this revolving door of guests,



…which was awesome. But now, thanks to our good friends Erik and Robyn, we’ll be getting clues to help solve a MURRRDERRR every month!

Thanks to those two victims—er, I mean friends—for our new Hunt A Killer subscription. KB and I are on the case!

Beer and murder go hand-in-hand,


Brunch with Bobby (and Aisha and Gus)!

…visited us for brunch last weekend.

I know it took us awhile to plan, but thanks for coming by!

Grey is still saying his name,


…and over the years I bought (and received) a lot of them.

Mo' sno' glo'!

If I bought one for myself, I’d write where/when I got it on the bottom.

Salem, Massachusetts: 10/9/99

If it was given to me as a gift, I’d write the year and name of the person who gave it to me on the bottom.

From Beth: 1999

But after sitting in a box in my dad’s basement for years, I finally donated all of them to Milwaukee’s ReStore, which raises money for Milwaukee’s Habitat for Humanity program.

So if you’re in the market for some old snow globes, get down there ASAP.

No mo’ sno’ glo’,


Des Pearsons in Des Moines!

…for the awesome visit in Des Moines.

Now it’s your turn to come here,


It's a delic-ASS-y!

But if you miss out on that delicious ass, be sure to grab those yummy ears.

What's that? Come again?

There was also a butter lamb,



And now, for your viewing pleasure, here are some outtakes:

Grey hates Santa.

Still hates him.

Still hates him.

Still hates him.

And still hates him.

A joke months in the making,


The Lattas visit!

…for visiting all the way from Louisville!

The guests keep on coming,


It's a Schleicher (and Ma Shady) visit!

…for visiting and joining us at the Field Museum a few weeks ago!

I’m really behind on these,


Back when I was living in Columbus, Ohio my friends and I started a quote wall. Whenever a bit of brilliance (or otherwise) poured out of someone’s mouth, somebody would yell “Quote!” thus nominating it for Quote Board status. The quote then had to be seconded by someone (it almost always was), and then it would be written down to be forever immortalized on the Quote Board.

This is the modern day equivalent of that classic piece of my past.


“Helen Smeller.”

– Milan, 3/18/17

Which was preceded by,


Old Poop!