I value my time, and if there's a way I can shave off even a few minutes of doing some mundane task, I'll do it. Yes sir, real mind-bending and asinine things I speak here, huh ( Read more... )

On NYE day, I drove to the neighborhood Rainbow Foods to pick up--yep, you guessed it--art supplies. By "art supplies", I mean "food". The only artistic bone I have in my body is the one best used in bed, if you know what I mean. To fingerpaint on my sheets, duh. No euphamism there, people ( Read more... )

(This post was contstructed last night--All Repeal's Eve. Very timely am I ( Read more... )

If I were to have a different vehicle other than my rockin' Prizm, what would it be? What would you picture me in?

Also, what type of vehicle should I stay away from?

Who was the genius that hired Bryant Gumbel to do play-by-play for the NFL Network? Whoever it was should be fired, flogged, then have their cheerios pissed in, just for effect ( Read more... )

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I have a decision to make.

I spent fifteen hours working today--sitting on my ass for 8 hours, running to and from the cars of very well tipping doctors for the final 7. I made good money.

Molly turned 26 at midnight, and we're going out for her birthday tomorrow(today). Big night. I'll admit that I'm exhausted right now, and I don't have much energy ( Read more... )

It was tough to leave you this morning. You looked so cozy and warm, that all I could think about was nuzzling up next to you and falling back asleep. It's breaking my heart, but I'll be forced to count the minutes--nay, seconds--until I can see you again tonight, but I'll live--for you ( Read more... )

Last weekend Molly and I went to the North Shore (of Minnesota, not Oahu, unfortunately) to experience some pretty, pretty dying leaves. Mother Nature obviously didn't get the memo that enjoying the scenery requires an unobstructed view , because when we peaked the hill overlooking Duluth, we were met with a thick blanket of fog. That sadistic ( Read more... )

A few months ago I was sitting at home alone on a Friday night, sucking on a bottle of Sierra Nevada, when I had an epiphany. I thought; hey, I bet it would be much cheaper to brew my own beer. I could do that. All it takes is patience, the ability to boil water, and the almost neurotic, strict adherence to sanitizing and you, too, can brew beer ( Read more... )