Liking Too Much of Everything
I’ve noticed a trend in recent years where, as Christmas approaches and I try to come up with lists of things I want for my friends and family, I am reminded of Christmas gifts of past years and my complete …
Project Monday: 11/29-12/3
Okay! I’m going to take a break from the Monday project thing this week and focus on my other “professional” blogs. I think I’ll try to alternate — one week elsewhere, then the next at GS, and so on. That …
Greatsociety: March 11, 2001 Notes
Wow… I just ran across this in my archives and figured I’d cheat on one of my project Monday posts. This is from March 11, 2001. Greatsociety (then called Dirtyfreaks.com) started up on April 15th of that year. The idea …
Nacho Sasha: Washington’s Most Eligible Thousandaire
Hello single ladies! I’m Nacho Sasha – DC’s most eligible thousandaire! And I’m open for business! What do you get if you date me? Not only the time of your life, but the following exciting benefits:
The Experiment
James spun by for some post-Thanksgiving down time. I usually saw more of him as the holidays approach as he had a greater number of local family members to avoid. Though, for the last two weeks leading up to Thanksgiving, …
Walking Dead: Off the Rails
I had such high hopes for Walking Dead. Certainly, the first episode was astounding. One of the best hours of TV I’ve watched. Though, looking back, I now realize that I was more dazzled by the special effects than anything …
Project Monday: 11/22-11/26
I didn’t expect to have anything for last week, but ended up with a near-death experience, my fight against seasonal depression, a cartoon, and begging for folks to visit my wishlist. This week, I’m feeling a little off. A classic …
Whoredom
Well, I’ve just finished writing my “Post-Family” piece and, as my two hour slot for Project Mondays nears completion, I figured the perfect way to get out of actually writing something else and still manage to hit all the points …
Sir Riverstone’s Thanksgiving
A tale for children.
Post-Family
The holidays – starting with Thanksgiving – have always pitched me into depression. I’ll spend the long stretch until the new year pissed off, envious of the happier people, and generally mourning what I view to be a disastrously wasted …