After pushing the play arrow on Lionel Richie’s I Love You via Rhapsody, he looks right at me from across the desk and says, “Oh, yes. I did.”
Then, after he’s finished singing THE ENTIRE SONG into a microphone fashioned from his left fist:
“The Jernigan House: The only place in the world where you will hear [...]

Did you click through from you respective feed readers? Did you hit control refresh? Did you notice you weren’t in Kansas anymore, Toto?
Recently we here at Casa de Jernigan were feeling a bit redesign inclined. That is to say, we were feeling a bit redesign inclined until about 10pm two Saturday nights ago, when we [...]

This handsome fellow is a bit older today (just a smidgen, a tad, a year):

Happy! Birthday, baby. I love you endlessly, more even than I love buying you cards and taking pictures of you taking pictures.

Love, me

Excerpt from an email I sent Chris today:
08.18.04! That’s when you started Lateshow.org, which wasn’t called “Lateshow” at all at the time, and is now called something else entirely, but anyway, you know what I mean.
Which means! (drumroll, please!) that my site is officially OLDER THAN YOUR SITE, by two-ish months. (Do you like my [...]

After a less than ideal Monday Chris sees fit to:
a. Surprise me with happy hour at a local favorite brew house.
b. Email me this picture from the bathroom of said favorite brew house:

c. Play “Oops, I Did It Again” just to make me laugh (and sing) when we get home.
d. Make random (non) gang signs [...]

I just had to play IT Tech Support for our new phone system, plugging in wires, disconnecting the server, mostly on accident, because it was improperly connected and the server wasn’t even in the right place. I’m seriously sweating right now.
(Something something something random and off topic, and then:) You’re always sweating.
(Something something something random [...]

Chris, after waiting on hold for many a minute with server support two days ago:
“I wish they had an option that said: ‘Hit three if you don’t want to hear our shitty hold music.’”

Nothing is so strong as gentleness. Nothing is so gentle as real strength. -Frances de Sales
Chris is the most gentle man I have ever met. He is the most sincere and sweet person I have ever trusted, the most genuine and grand man I have ever let see me for me and yet remained unafraid [...]

When we return home from dinner with babycarrot sister and brother Will and (eventually; he’s sneaky) find Iggy has relieved himself in a less than ideal location while we were gone, he scolds him, per our owner training manuals (of which we have (too) many), and then, a few minutes later, when Iggy looks at [...]

“When people ask what we did on Saturday night, do you think we should tell them we covered our windows in foil?”
“Heck yes. And then we should offer to do their windows. Because, damn! we make this look good.”
“Maybe we’ll even pick up some super space signals, or something.”
“I was just thinking the same! thing.”
“We [...]