I don’t know about the rest of you, but this week I got to ride on top of a giant gator and throw stuff at people. UPDATE: I have been informed that this is a TERRIBLE blog post and it lacks “important details.” I feel that this is a wonderful blog post and an accurate
Jury duty. The words alone are enough to make you roll your eyes. It’s an oddly necessary evil that show itself once and a while and you’re forced to deal with it. A lot like family visiting for the holidays. My younger brother and I apparently have a fine talent for getting selected to go
If you happen to follow me on Twitter, I’m sorry. You did that to yourself. If you’re not following me on Twitter, you can do so by clicking here. And then do some catching up. I’ll wait. My poor Twitter follows have been witness to my newfound obsession with Taylor Swift’s Reputation Stadium Tour which
Today, if you didn’t know, is a magical day for runners. It’s New York City Marathon Day. Well, the marathon isn’t being run today, but it’s lottery day. If you’re not familiar, there’s a bit of a process of singing up for the New York Marathon that involves a lot of praying to whatever deity
So the last couple days have been, for lack of articulate description, fucking shit. I went into my weekend (Wednesday/Thursday) with such excitement and hope, that I failed to see a train hurtling towards me at full speed. What sucks even more is that I can’t even post about it without potentially causing more problems.
I have to admit that originally I was going to title this “Your Son Just Bitch-Slapped A Mammoth” but my blog cross-posts to my Twitter which is followed by a lot of educational professionals and I thought it wouldn’t be the best to put that on my page. I’m honestly not the type to have
So my tax return arrived on Wednesday. Then I waved goodbye to it on Thursday. Like you do. I originally hoped to earmark the money for another cruise for my birthday but for now that idea is on hold. It’s likely still gonna happen but I had to send money on another adventure for the
I should probably remind everyone that I’m not a doctor. Well, if you’ve been following me for a while, you know that I’m not a doctor but if you’re new here, I’m not a doctor. This should be evident in the fact that at the best of times, I have no money and I drive
There’s nothing like a touch of the flu to really get things going for you, am I right? Probably not. I’m not usually right about things. I got bitch-slapped with the plague this past weekend and it hasn’t been fun. It all started on Friday night when I was feeling a bit iffy at work.
I’m back ya’ll! Actually, I’ve been back since Friday but I made the terrible mistake of immediately going back to work. Lesson learned- take a damn extra day off when returning from a trip in order to readjust to the real world again. The reality is that I work in the food-service industry and, unless
