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Catharsis Continued (AKA The Aerodynamics of Pork, Morpork, or This Little Piggy Went Calling)

Monday, February 27th, 2006

You don’t want to read this. I didn’t want to write it. Don’t want you to read it. But it’s like a psychic bladder stone I have to pass NOW, before it kills me.
Know that I’ve always taken a rather dim view of the airing of dirty family laundry in public, and take that as […]

Hey, Sis, one for you!

Friday, December 16th, 2005

A friend just sent me this link. Ain’t Xmas grand?
This post by Will might help clarify one scene. (I wouldn’t have gotten it if I hadn’t read about them there thangs earlier this morning.)

Best line ever from a post you’ll probably never get to read!

Friday, October 28th, 2005

I was up until after 5:00 this morning (Hey, by the way, anyone else get the ole tweetcher when you see people write things like “5:00 AM this morning”?) working on (among other things, of course) a post that I now realize was more an act of katharsis (KATHAREVOUSA PEDANT ALERT!) than something I will […]

Funeral Flowers and the Pigs from Hell

Thursday, October 27th, 2005

In connection with that last post and public airings, remind me to tell y’all this tale of woe (Whoa! Tail!). I’ve mentioned it here before, but only in passing. It’s one of those “Bystander decapitated by woman’s dentures after colossal sneeze” stories: shocking and horrifying but you just can’t look away. And once you […]