I like to look at the start of each year as the beginning of a new book and each month a chapter of that book. Well 2016 has been a perpetual horror story with its own series of plot twists that I assume are designed to drive the reader into a madness that defies all
Author: Josh Gunderson
Okay. This is a post I’m going to have to start off with a massive disclaimer: I am not a support of the Trump/Pence presidency. I absolutely despise them on a number of different levels. Pence is particularly frightening with his opposition to marriage equality and support of conversion therapy amongst other positions I can’t
Like I often do, I found myself with some downtime while on the road. Today, during my visit to Bandon, Oregon. Between my hotel check out time and my call time at today’s venue I had roughly three hours to kill. An hour was easily spent on a round-trip visit to the nearest Starbucks which
Hi. I’m Josh and it has been 68 days since my last blog post I. Am. A. Terrible. Blogger. The worst. So bad, in fact, that I am handwriting this blog post. Mostly because I’m at a restaurant and don’t want to be that guy who brings his laptop to lunch. On the plus side,
My anxiety has been through the roof this past month and the idea of visiting the parks has been overwhelming. Because Disney makes me insanely happy, I thought it was time to ease myself back into it. My wonderful friend Amaris was performing in the evening shows of Festival of the Lion King which allowed
It’s been over a month since the shooting at Pulse Nightclub in Orlando. A shooting that took the lives of 49 people becoming the largest mass shooting in the history of the United States. That night we lost friends, brothers, sisters, sons and daughters. It’s a night that has changed many of us forever. Since
Sometimes Cards Against Humanity hits close to home 😂
Moment of honesty? I’m not okay. Things have just been non stop lately and it’s taking its toll on me. It’s getting harder and harder to smile where there are so many tears being shed. I’m tired of seeing the news and fearing that someone I love could be hurt. It’s worse when I find
Do you ever wonder how people who know you describe you to people who have no idea who you are… Just me?
Guys… what happens if we put a werewolf on the moon?