Let’s Bring Down the Mood…

It’s Monday.  I’m worn out.  And y’all in the Goose Army know that when Tubbly is worn out, my blog posts are lazy. as. hell.  However, today I’m going to do something a little more special, even though I’m being lazy.  For those of you that have followed my writings in the past, you may be aware that I released a book of poetry called “Shuffling Humbly Backwards”….


These Are a Few of My Favorite Things – Pt. 2

It’s a lazy Sunday here on The Midnight Goose.  Or, at least, most people consider Sundays to be lazy days, right?  Sundays around Casa de Fatasses involve JoJo and I getting up, the pre-programmed coffee maker already brewed and ready–usually with 24 Atoms Dark Matter Blend–and I make us breakfast of coffee, peanut butter toast, and banana.  Then we sit for 30 to 45 minutes, eating our breakfast, drinking our coffee, and having a morning chat.  Then JoJo gets her shower while I clean up the breakfast and coffee fixin’s–then we chat for a little bit longer before she heads off to work.  Then I pick up the house, make the bed, make sure Jolene has gone to make her peeps and poops (fairly new chore around here), do any extra chores that need to be done that day, and then get my shower.  Then I sit down to blog, write, and generally make a nuisance of myself on the interwebs.

Things My Wife Says – An Ongoing Saga – Pt. 5

So, JoJo (the missus) and I had decided to adopt a dog this coming November when she would be on vacation.  Seemed like a good time to do it.  We’d both be home for a couple of weeks and have lots of time to spend house-training, getting to the vet, buying food and other accoutrements, and just spending quality time with our new “child”.  A few weeks ago, you might have read that we were thinking of adopting a dog named “Bobby” (BAWWWWWBEH!) from a Humane Society foster provider in Dallas that we had found on Petfinder.  

Yum-Yum Friday: One-Pot Jambalaya

It’s Yum-Yum Friday again on The Midnight Goose–and let me make one thing clear.  I am not picky.  I will eat almost anything except beets or sauerkraut.  And even that is not always true.  I’m sure there’s other things…but for the most part, I’m adventurous.  However, when I cook–I’m not just cooking for me.  I’m also cooking for Jo-Jo, and that can complicate things.  I have to be careful what I add to recipes, which vegetables are in them, so on and so forth.  Additionally, when I make Yum-Yum Friday meals…it’s generally something that I’m going to meal prep for the following week.  

River Lights Bookstore – A Favorite Bookstores Post

Once, on a trip through Nebraska and Iowa JoJo and I happened across this bookstore while stopping in Dubuque for a few hours.  We didn’t have time to stay around Dubuque as long as we would have liked, but it got marked down as a “must return to” spot, so that 6 months later, when we spent 3 days in Dubuque, Iowa, River Lights Bookstore got visited each day.

Fundraising…Hear Me Out…

Today on The Midnight Goose, I’m going to do something a little different.  We all know that I have a big heart, love animals (but not children—just kidding…mostly) and want to do nice things for my fellow humans.  Please stop laughing.  It hurts my feelings.  Just kidding.  We all know that I don’t have feelings.

Your Baby is a Wombat

I troll the internet.  Okay?  We all know that.  I’ll read just about anything that passes as an “article”, especially if it’s funny or….well, fucked up.  Any headline that says “Top 10 Freakiest…” and I’m clicking on that shit like it’s a slot machine hot and ready to pay out the jackpot.  Not that I have ever played a slot machine…and lost $100 in 5 minutes.  I’m not stupid enough to believe that I’d strike it rich playing slots at Choctaw Casino & Resort in Durant, OK.  Diamond Jack in Bossier City, LA (formerly Isle of Capri)….or the Horseshoe.  Or Boomtown.  Or Margaritaville.  Or Harrah’s in New Orleans.  Or…you get the point.  I’m trash.  

Let Me Help You Out…

It’s come to my attention that a lot of us (not saying who), but a lot of us are a little, shall we say, inept, when it comes to the interwebs.  I just called it “the interwebs”, so do what you will with that information.  However, as a straight-up-cold-blogga, I’m here to help you navigate through the interwebs and all of its trappings.  Well, only as they pertain to me–I ain’t got time for all that other shit…

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