You cannot compete w/ natural architecture – oh.. the female form… The line & curves – blend flawlessly. The jawline – the neck – the hands… the small of the back. The curve beneath (more…)
Why would I post a blog about zombies vs. vampires?
Just because they are called vampires doesn’t mean that all of us miss the metaphor of what they were…. the middle class waiting to consume the last standout of consumerism and mindless society defeating the individual. The inevitable, undying onslaught.
As an atheist, what do I believe in… (someone asked…)
Oh my… Dear me oh my I love that. I believe that the people who don’t get the hyperbole and goodness of the above statement are living life WAY too seriously. Bacon. Wine…. no.. sorry to (more…)
Advice for 30 year olds. No not 30 babies. And yes, the math may be bad. No, not naughty.
drunken hippy I am. I posted this on a thread of someone asking advice on being 30… and being bummed about it. This is funny… as this is something I wrote when I turned 30. Nice how things change, (more…)
Protected: oh so many hands.. a bit alternative for those conservative.
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
The foolish drunken pretension of a tortured author.. blegh!
With an illuminated dart from this serpentine driveway, the evening got less confusing. That isn’t always a good thing. Foolhardy swerving, leaving three new, very different friends to piecemeal the evening back together.
Not too bad, I did pour just a smidgen of sweet and sour….
I am finding the handle attached to the plunger on toilet tanks incredibly difficult to flush, and I know where this ends up. Usually slumped on the kitchen floor tiles being hugged by an exceptionally good-looking and caring little person. The hug is real, and deep.. and it doesn’t matter that I don’t feel as big as him.
The Land of Lost Blog Posts *or* failed content for hospitality blog
Yelp search monetization 1) I dunno if this even warrants a blog post, because this is, yet again, speculation. But I will say a couple things 2) I had mentioned this at some point recently, and I am (more…)
Shut the door
Shut the door things escape…. things find you. We have never been too passionate Some thought it perfect (So did I for a time) And I write this for no one else but me… [Ed Note: and (more…)
I’m
I’m sort of waiting (that is why I write) Not because I wasn’t planning to. I was, but a bit later. Now I wait for inspiration to hit me Well… sort of inspiration. I miss writing. (more…)