Mortality Slave
The only reason I follow you on Facebook is because I’m secretly hoping you’ll die or experience some horrible tragedy. Sometimes, that’s the only thing that keeps me going. The hope that one of my Facebook friends has been visited …
Tag: Rants
On Nacho…
I have to update the GS blog because Amazon says they’ll ban me if I don’t. I don’t know if I actually care about it. It was just such a chastising sort of email. Like I’m the bad guy as …
Slavery for Fun and Profit
About a year ago, I discovered Slavery Footprint, which tracks the “virtual” slaves behind our posh lives here in the world’s last, great empire. Because I’m a Luddite who wears the same clothes for 20 years (or until they fall …
Confessions
Between 1992-1995, I stole $30,000 from the County, and it felt good.
The Commander
I was the third generation of my family to go to our eye doctor, Dr. Bradley. A Navy man! Old Commander Bradley! He’ll fix you right up. He worked on my grandparents, their kids, and then we hit my generation …
Get in there, boy!
The question asked one happy hour was: If you could go back and give your 18 year old self one piece of advice, what would it be? Everyone had the usual answers like invest in Google or whatever. I think …
Dead by 25
I was fool enough at a New Year’s party to ask a group of friends where, 20 years ago, they imagined they would be in 2013. Most folks had an answer, the usual stuff, and, as we went around the …
Elephant
This post is about the fucking Sandy Hook bullshit, and all those kids who died. Stop now if you’ve had enough of that fucking shit. Because I have.
The Strokes
I read the other day that dolphins are the only other animals on earth that masturbate for pleasure. Which sort of put a whole new spin on “sailor’s best friend,” eh? There you are bobbing in the ocean as your …
The voice across the line
A couple of friends have recently told me that I need to talk about my problems. All the childhood madness, all the fears, all the things that cripple me emotionally. If I talk about these things, then they’ll have no …