The world seems to be going to Hades in a howitzer. We have the looming specter of nuclear winters, climate expanded summers and a ubiquitous fall from grace in the United States of Twitter. So why shouldn't I rail on fucking cart attendants? Namely, my man Robert. And if you ain't down with the snark in that… Continue reading Losing My Own Personal Cold War
In a recent interview, Wednesday and Thursday were asked to describe Tuesday's best attribute. They replied in unison, "It ain't Monday,". Now, maybe this has something to do with the fact that Wednesday and Thursday are so close . . they're practically inseparable. But I do believe they have a point, yanno? Tuesday could do… Continue reading Tricking out my Tuesday
I was recently asked by a friend what this whole blogging business is about. I replied with something to the effect of it being a place where I can write whatever the hell I feel like writing whenever the hell I feel like writing it. This dude is way more social media savvy than yours truly,… Continue reading To err is human, to blog is . . even more human
I have this annoyance/dislike/semi-hate relationship with a cart attendant at my local supermarket. Let's call him Robert, since that's his name. He's a fifty something black dude with a Barry White baritone to his voice and . . well, that's it. There's nothing else even remotely cool about Robert, outside of the Barry White baritone.… Continue reading A War of Words . . Sans Words
As far as afflictions go, the one I am forever doing battle with is one that seems downright quaint and dare I say . . without entering the hyperbolic chamber . . . stoic? I can't lie. And I'm not just talking about my hips either. Nah . . that there refers to all five… Continue reading Has “Shark Week” Jumped Itself?
In life, there are questions that never get answered. I know I have scores of questions that will follow me to the wherever after, and I'm plenty fine with that. Because I've always been a believer that not all questions are meant to be answered. Certain questions are simply meant to provoke us into moving… Continue reading Life is an outrage, so think simply
In honor of Independence Day, I felt like jumping into the pool of patriotism and taking a swim. And then the feeling passed and I decided to compile a list of my favorite Presidents. Which is basically the same shit, really. Before I get to this Presidential list 'o mine, I've a couple thoughts about… Continue reading Going 4th with my Oval Fixation