Colin Dullaghan

My back hurts.
It stands to reason that my back would hurt, as Penny and I did rake, till, clear and spread landscaping cloth over some 750 square feet of our yard this weekend, but I must say: my back didn’t hurt yesterday.
No, I think I’ll blame the soreness not on the dozens of heaps [...]

Here’s a quote, verbatim, from a woman in my local grocery store, to her friend, who had just left with the shopping cart to go investigate some radishes or something:
“Teresa! How you gonna walk off with the buggy [while] I’m standin’ here holding ice-cold peas?”
Loud, too. My favorite part of the quote is the word [...]

Here’s a quote, verbatim, from a woman in my local grocery store, to her friend, who had just left with the shopping cart to go investigate some radishes or something:
“Teresa! How you gonna walk off with the buggy [while] I’m standin’ here holding ice-cold peas?”
Loud, too. My favorite part of the quote is the word [...]

Here’s a quote, verbatim, from a woman in my local grocery store, to her friend, who had just left with the shopping cart to go investigate some radishes or something:
“Teresa! How you gonna walk off with the buggy [while] I’m standin’ here holding ice-cold peas?”
Loud, too. My favorite part of the quote is the word [...]

NERD ALERT: I’m about to start talking about pi, the mathematical constant (you know, 3.14159265358979323846264338327… and so forth) which is the ratio of a circle’s circumference to its diameter. Anybody who doesn’t want to hear about π, please turn away *now.*
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Now, some people like to celebrate this trancendental figure in the second week of March, [...]

Alright, alright, it was time to stop disgracing myself (and, more disgracefully, my brother-in-law Tom, who fastidiously maintains all his vehicles) with my unforgivably dirty car.
What can I say? I drive it to and from work, and occasionally take Vince for rides in it, and don’t really give it much thought. With me, it’s kind [...]

Alright, alright, it was time to stop disgracing myself (and, more disgracefully, my brother-in-law Tom, who fastidiously maintains all his vehicles) with my unforgivably dirty car.
What can I say? I drive it to and from work, and occasionally take Vince for rides in it, and don’t really give it much thought. With me, it’s kind [...]

Alright, alright, it was time to stop disgracing myself (and, more disgracefully, my brother-in-law Tom, who fastidiously maintains all his vehicles) with my unforgivably dirty car.
What can I say? I drive it to and from work, and occasionally take Vince for rides in it, and don’t really give it much thought. With me, it’s kind [...]

On July 19, 2007 I got up at 6:41. I made coffee, woke up Vince, let the cats out of their room, ate cereal and drove to work with the new GPS thing my wife got me for my birthday. I arrived two minutes late, but at the precisely correct location.
I read articles about the [...]

Well, I can’t see any reason not to jump on this Lolcats bandwagon. It’s funny, it’s cute, and I don’t really understand it, putting it in the same category as another item I’m awfully partial to. What you do is you take a picture of a cat (or anything else, really — there are already Lolrabbits, [...]

Mom and I both love taking pictures.
We’re similar in a lot of ways, as you’d guess, but… how does the saying go? “…Different enough to keep things interesting.” And one of the more interesting differences showed up this weekend, when Mom and Katie (my sister) came down to visit.
We had a wonderful time, ate [...]

Mom and I both love taking pictures.
We’re similar in a lot of ways, as you’d guess, but… how does the saying go? “…Different enough to keep things interesting.” And one of the more interesting differences showed up this weekend, when Mom and Katie (my sister) came down to visit.
We had a wonderful time, ate [...]

Mom and I both love taking pictures.
We’re similar in a lot of ways, as you’d guess, but… how does the saying go? “…Different enough to keep things interesting.” And one of the more interesting differences showed up this weekend, when Mom and Katie (my sister) came down to visit.
We had a wonderful time, ate [...]

I’m constantly reading everything around me. Signs, labels, letters… I even picked up a brochure at the license branch the other day, which is why I can tell you everything you need to know about T.I.M. – Truth In Mileage and how to detect and prevent odometer fraud.
So it goes without saying that I love [...]

I’m constantly reading everything around me. Signs, labels, letters… I even picked up a brochure at the license branch the other day, which is why I can tell you everything you need to know about T.I.M. – Truth In Mileage and how to detect and prevent odometer fraud.
So it goes without saying that I love [...]

I’m constantly reading everything around me. Signs, labels, letters… I even picked up a brochure at the license branch the other day, which is why I can tell you everything you need to know about T.I.M. – Truth In Mileage and how to detect and prevent odometer fraud.
So it goes without saying that I love [...]

Well, the Mrs. is gone to Alaska. There’s a business trip for a friend of hers in Anchorage, and this friend kindly offered to bring Lope along, and I naturally said something along the lines of:
- Lope, you’d be crazy for not taking her up on this- You stink; I wish I could go too.
But [...]

For my birthday, I’m giving a present to my motorcycle: new shoes.
It’s time, and after a disconcertingly squirrelly jaunt down Squirrel Hollow Road*, the Mrs. has declared she’s not getting on the back until I get this taken care of.
* real name
Now all that’s left is to choose which tires to get. And this [...]

For my birthday, I’m giving a present to my motorcycle: new shoes.
It’s time, and after a disconcertingly squirrelly jaunt down Squirrel Hollow Road*, the Mrs. has declared she’s not getting on the back until I get this taken care of.
* real name
Now all that’s left is to choose which tires to get. And this [...]

For my birthday, I’m giving a present to my motorcycle: new shoes.
It’s time, and after a disconcertingly squirrelly jaunt down Squirrel Hollow Road*, the Mrs. has declared she’s not getting on the back until I get this taken care of.
* real name
Now all that’s left is to choose which tires to get. And this [...]