Joker blew up the hospital

Okay, I can live with this site redesign for a bit.

Chantix: Day 6

I’ve been taking Chantix to quit smoking for six days. Last night, the “weird dreams” side effect finally kicked in last night.

In the dream, I had just heard that Roger Catlin, the cranky TV critic from the Hartford Courant, had left the paper, but I was too busy trying to stuff white grapes with lamb meatballs and stressing about how to cook them.

Let’s hope the dreams get more vivid and less boring. Oh, and I stop smoking.

State of the Bunny

We are in the process of updating Scary Bunnies to Wordpress. And waking up.

Como Esta, Bitches

We’re back from our adventures at the Tri-Wizarding World Cup in Germany, not that you noticed that we were even gone.

And no–we didn’t miss Hartford or you.

Okay, maybe just a bit. But how cute is this pix we snapped in Munich?

To get the best of both worlds, we just ventured to Vaughan’s Pub on Pratt Street to see the USA team lose to Ghana, 2-1.

Not that we didn’t expect it–but the loss seemed particularly pathetic since Ghana writhed all over the field and cried like Nancy Kerrigan every three minutes.

It also didn’t help that Vaughan’s makes the worst bloody marys we’ve had in years and now we want to make the sickness. But the fries rocked and we got to read about 40 articles in today’s Hartford Courant about Madonna.

Okay, maybe 2 articles but they were boring as hell and it felt like 40.

Anyway, send us stuff to the emmy addy. That’s soccer talk for email address.

Okay, it isn’t. But run it anyway.

See You Next, Next Wednesday

We were trying to post a bunch of stuff before the end of the day, but our service kept crashing, those bastards. So now, we’re outta here for a few weeks. Check back, though.

And you stay classy, Hartford.