I saw a bumper sticker on a car this morning that was amusing on many levels. It said, and I quote: "Time to trim the Bush's ( Read more... )

Life is what passes you by while you are too busy documenting it on the internet.

You may think that Hell will be filled with fire, brimstone and lots of pitchforks...I say NO! Hell, when I get there, will surely be populated with poison ivy and bees...and maybe some pitchforks just for dramatic effect.

Having two dogs is the joy of my life, but sometimes the bane of my existence...namely when I am awoken every hour with a final rise at 6:00 a.m. on my day off. *sigh* Apparently Frankenstein wanted to go out, which I feel badly that I didn't just bring him out during the first attempt at awakening me. You see, the night before, he kept waking me ( Read more... )

So, uh, hi! Remember me? That person that you put on your friends list a million years ago and forgot was there. Yep...that's me ( Read more... )

I think the sea is calling me. I know that sounds trite, and dramatic, like I am some ancient mariner being lured by the siren song of the sea...well, perhaps that is true in some existential way ( Read more... )

Did you ever have one of those days where it feels like every single thing you eat gets stuck in your teeth? I feel like I have a grill chock full of apples and carrots and cheese and I seriously think I have a piece of popcorn kernel skin stuck in there left over from last night ( Read more... )

Okay, listen up you primitive screw-heads...I have a serious pet peeve I need to share with all of you. No, not a pet peeve...the term "pet peeve" suggests that it is a little something that kinda ticks you off...this is a gigantic topic of constant irritation...bigger than a pet...I have nicknamed it "Gigantor ( Read more... )

How is it on a day when many public buildings are closed and civil servants get the day off, I end up working a twelve hour day?

That there is some real crappy shit.

One of the greatest mysteries of life is how many calories are in one whole bag of microwave popcorn. The label gives you the amount of calories per serving, and apparently a serving is unpopped. I don't know about the rest of civilized humanity, but I, for one, prefer to eat my popcorn popped. I know I am probably missing out of the joy of ( Read more... )