Sockee To Me…
Mandy looked over at me and said, “Merrrba… gimmin suey sass.” I nodded and replied, “Shooba. Yooben neeb hat pemmer doo?” Everyone else around the table just stared. Well, almost everyone. Some of them were slumped over in their chairs, or pitched forward with their faces in their plates. The Evil Redhead was among them. In fact, she had been the first to go after staring off into space for several minutes.

I’m Flattered, But…
So I have this widget… Yeah, I know, I have all kinds of widgets. But this one is special. It tells me how much I am desired. Okay… Well, not exactly. Sorta kinda though. Yes, I am talking about the Eventful Demands Widget on my website. That dealy whopper on the right sidebar of mrsellars.com that allows you to click and say “Hey, Murv, come to my city please!” It really is kind of a neat deal, although folks really don’t use it that much. I think that last time I checked I had something on the order of 89 “Demands” for my presence in various cities around the country. But then, I happened to take a

Oh, The Weather Outside Is…
Yeah, okay, so it’s not exactly frightful just yet, but it is well on its way to being just that. However, here in Saint Louis it has been chilly, a bit damp, and all around blustery. And, when the temperatures fall, the wind blows, and cold water falls out of the sky, it is time for certain comfort foods to make it all bearable. As I’ve outlined in previous blogs, the kitchen in my purview and the responsibility of putting said comfort foods on the table falls squarely upon me.

Kat 22…
Somewhere on the order of 6:30 PM this evening, not only will there be costumed kiddies beating on the door while demanding candy from complete strangers, there will be yet another auspicious event…

Holler-Ween…
If you’ve been reading this blog for any period of time whatsoever, you already know that I’ve made no secret of the fact that E K and I were married on Halloween, way