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Thanksgiving! And, as you read this, I’m sitting in an overheated house in Parkersburg, WV wondering how early is too early to have a vodka tonic.
Thanksgiving! And, as you read this, I’m sitting in an overheated house in Parkersburg, WV wondering how early is too early to have a vodka tonic.
I’ve been commuting to downtown DC for over a decade now, and combining about ten miles of walking with the commute as part of my “passive health plan.” Statistically speaking, I suppose it’s inevitable that I would get hit by …
You don’t need me to tell you that love comes in varied forms, but the past month for me has been a roll through all types of commitments, new and old, and I’ve had a lot of time to think …
I’ve once again fallen out of the habit of writing. Not as bad as the last time when the GS front page went dead, but I feel the same sort of gears locking up again…
I’ve finally finished yet another last-minute, poorly-planned move. People laugh at me because I’ve only moved five times in my life. I have no idea how the human soul can handle moving more than a dozen times, though. Each move …
I think my hardest job right now is learning how to spell “judgment” correctly. It’s not even the title I wanted for my lousy novel… Everything there is just one, huge placeholder for a project I can’t seem to return …
This is coming up more and more the older I get: Where do I want to be in life? It’s like I’m a teenager again! SAT time! If you put your name in the right spot you get to go …
Why do people always say they’re having “car trouble” when something goes wrong with their automobile? It’s not like when you’re sick you say you’re having “stomach trouble.” You have a fucking disease or infection and things are dire. I …
A Meandering, Self-Centered Rant in the Style of my Mentor, Nacho Sasha Read more »
So now that I’ve figured out how to post Youtube videos on the front page (which is not easy with WordPress for reasons beyond my understanding) I’m able to spam the shit out of you poor bastards. Now I can …
So while all you fuckers are enjoying a three-day weekend, stuffing your faces full of pork byproduct and whacking off to Saving Private Ryan, I’ve got to work in retail, so there will be no architecturally sound emotional outpouring on …
Memorial Day? More like Mem-BORE-ial day! Am I Right?! Read more »