We can pretty much file this blog entry under “Sh*t That Would Only Happen to Me.” Which I don’t actually have a category for… maybe it’s time. The past few weeks have been dedicated to moving (yep, I moved again. For hopefully the last time) and as I’ve mentioned so many times before, I hate
THERE IS A GOD DAMN LIZARD LOOSE IN THE HOUSE AND WHAT THE ACTUALLY HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO ABOUT IT?! Let’s flash back for a moment. I’m slowly getting moved into my new house (let’s not talk about the mess… boxes everywhere). It’s been over a week now and unpacking is slowgoing at
Hey there, fellow TV addicts! Today we’re going to talk about a show that many of us have grown up with – Friends. As much as we all love Chandler’s sarcastic quips and Joey’s “How you doin’?”, it’s time to face the music – Friends hasn’t exactly aged well. I was never that into the
Ah, NaNoWriMo – that time of year when writers around the world attempt to churn out 50,000 words in 30 days. It’s a daunting task, to say the least. And many are able to accomplish that goal with flying colors and I say, good for them. Even though NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) is in
It’s Easter Sunday and, per usual, I am choosing violence. Because it’s all I know. I have never particularly enjoyed or understood Easter and, like many, I’ve never given it much thought beyond it’s a day of the year. Never the same date each year because who doesn’t love a holiday that can’t make up
Greetings from the solitude of my bedroom where I have decided to take refuge for the day since I’m so exhausted by life that the concept of doing anything other than eating, drinking and going to the bathroom is unfathomable. A large chunk of my “sit down and write” energy has been concentrated on finishing
The inevitable has happened. I have become a cranky old man who just wants some damn peace and quiet. But, like, I’m still young and hip because I went out to the movies ON A FRIDAY! Yes, it was a 5:40pm showing but we are going to count it. I finally got around to seeing
Antoni Porowski be warned, Nina has her matchmaker pants on! Also until last night, I had no idea who Antoni Porowski was. Because I’m a terrible gay… apparently. Last night I get a text from my friend Nina who was apparently watching Easy-Bake Battle on Netflix. I had no idea the show existed, primarily because
For someone with a laundry list of mental health issues, my brain has the uncanny ability to retain the weirdest shit but only launches it at me on its own twisted schedule. I will forget the name of someone who is standing right in front of me, who just moments before TOLD ME THEIR NAME
I’ve found myself sharing this story a lot lately, so I thought I would write it down for the whole world to enjoy… by “the whole world” I mean the people who keep sticking around this blog despite the WILD inconsistency in my posting. In my defense, we did have a whole ass hurricane last
Avoiding Neverland 