The Diatribe * net

The reports of my death are greatly exaggerated. I’m still here.  Still kicking.  Just trying to culminate some Diatribe-worthy material.  There are rumors of another pub crawl.  This might go down in about three weeks and IF I partake, and IF I survive, then I’ll try to share some misadventures and maybe some pics.  That’s all I [...]

We’re goin’ to Bonnaroo! Where’s Bonnaroo? It is where it is, it’s Bonnaroo… Everybody’s gonna be there. ~ Dave Matthews, Bonnaroo 2004. So, we’re headed out of town. First to the lovely Shenandoah National Forest for a few days of camping and relaxation.. followed by the most amazing music festival this side of the Milky Way Galaxy. [...]

Many of you know how difficult it can sometimes be to wake up the lovely Miss Possible. Sometimes she throws one of those left hooks, which thanks to my cat-like reflexes, I’m able to dodge. Other times she throws out fantastic quotes. Today was one of those days… LTJ: Wake up, babes. It’s time to get [...]

I have to apologize for the delay, but I was able to get the photos from our recent escapades up in Boston last weekend. A very nice time was had by all, and I’m sure the Bride & Groom had a lovely time as well. In other photo-related news, in case you were recently looking for [...]

It’s funny how you stumble onto things.. for instance, just last Friday the Captain, Mrs. Larby and myself were wandering around “Lower Hoboken” (if you can call it that) looking for a place to kill some time and grab a quick drink. We decide on a place called McSwiggans, that we’ve no doubtedly called attention [...]

Yup, that’s the sound of a pin dropping. It’s been pretty quiet around these parts lately. I suppose that’s what happens when you get married and/or engaged. To be honest, the Diatribe has been in a bit of a lull and I’m sure that it’s temporary. Speaking for myself, I’ve been incredibly busy at work, [...]