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Latest blog posts from Nuclear Family Warhead

Happy Birthday, Leta
Some of my fondest childhood memories revolve around my oldest sister Leta.  I’ve mentioned before that I learned a lot about music from her; some of it from her saying; “Listen to this” and some of it from having to tolerate “If” by Bread for the 100,000th time from the next... Read more...
Published a day ago

Why Not Sweats And A BabyDoll Tee?
I’m not a fashion Mogul.  Never even played one on TV.  If I offend your sensibilities with this post; I apologize, but something tells me there’s nary a chance of that.  Pierre Cardin has made millions through the years as a fashion designer.  I’m sure I’ve seen his work many times... Read more...
Published 5 days ago

Maybe We’ll All Get A Free Toaster
I guess this is what they call writer’s block.  Haven’t had a whole lot to smile about or find funny this last week or so.  Nukegirl turned 5 on Thursday and that was a good day, but I still have issues with being told that the world is going to end if we don’t surrender a BILLION dollars... Read more...
Published a week ago

Fruh-Gee-Lee; Must Be Italian
I got a package today.  It didn’t do so well in the deliverysphere.  All I can figure is it has a really smart mouth and all of the other packages ganged up on it; or one really big bully box sat on him for no good reason.  Either way, his corregation is irreperably harmed.  He looks more... Read more...
Published 2 weeks ago

Ain’t Nobody In Here But Us Chickens!
I knew I should have bought The Biltmore when I had the chance!  Man!  I BLEW it!  I could have gone in with a library card, no job, no collateral and no hope of ever paying it back, and Fannie, Freddie or Countrywide would have given me a 6,000 year mortgage (Interest Only) with no money... Read more...
Published 3 weeks ago

Kite Fishing
Some kids around the Nuke neighborhood have acquired a go kart.  There was some debate as to real ownership of said go kart, due to the fact that it was snatched curb side on bulk trash pick-up day.  It had a flat tire and a broken chain.  Broken chain, flat tire, bulk trash day; it’s a... Read more...
Published 3 weeks ago

Big Word Wednesday-Week 19
Looks like BWW will be moving to a bi-weekly format until I can figure out how to insert 10 to 12 more hours in my week.  Posts have been trickling in since school started, and I’m trying to get my work life in order as well, so bear with me.  Now that the excuses are out of the way, let’s... Read more...
Published 3 weeks ago

And, How Was Your Breakfast?
I’ve been having some abdominal pains, so I had to have a CT scan done.  To be able to see your insides properly once they fire up the radiation donut, you have to ingest an un-godly amount of “reflector juice”; or, as they call it; Barium Sulfate Suspension.  They labeled it Berry... Read more...
Published 4 weeks ago

Resolve
I had a different post ready to go for today, but it wouldn’t be appropriate.  I usually like to keep it light-hearted and funny, but today isn’t a day for light-heartedness.  I have a problem.  I have a problem with those that would be happier if this day would pass as any other day;... Read more...
Published a month ago

Rick Astley: Secretary Of Dance?
I’m thinking of asking Rick Astley to be my VP.  No offense, WeaselMomma, but Rick is giving me some mad props on the referrals, you know?  Even though my Rick Astley post is 3 months old, it continues to send unsuspecting Rick fans to my site.  Maybe VP is too lofty a goal for Rick; maybe... Read more...
Published a month ago