I was watching a movie, I got up to get a soda, and now I've been lost for an hour. Let's weigh the pros and cons.

Pros:
I still have my soda.

Cons:
I probably missed the end of the movie.
I'm lost in my own fucking kitchen. (Which is really just a hypothesis. I'm not sure where I am, but it's tile-y and there's a dishwasher, so I'm going to say ( Read more... )

LOST GIRLFRIEND

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Good morning, late night City dwellers.

I know this kind of happens a lot, I think it's a curse, but bear with me. I can't sleep and I'm bored.

Truth or Dare?

Well, that was a great day for anybody who ever owned a Game Boy. I should have taken Old Lace out for a nice lunch, but home-duty calls ( Read more... )

-- the fuck outta here, old man! You think I'm joking, here!? Fuck you!

Not so big without your shitty watch, right? Without your fucking monster friends and apocalypse crew behind you... You should've stayed dead. I'll take care of that for you, asshole.

[After a metallic scraping and a quick clicking, there's a rushing sound of flames being ( Read more... )

The Runaways' first beach cookout of the season is officially a go. I've got the hot-dogs, tofu-dogs, patties and black-bean-burgers all set and ready to go. Portable grills are god's work, man.

So who's down? I'm going to try to scrape up a game of beach volleyball, so hey, the more the merrier. We do have a cookout bouncer in the form of a ( Read more... )

I'm thinking today's a Fistigons kind of day.

If I burn all of the flags, does that make me the winner? The boss? The big kahuna?

Let's find out.

Great. I can't even fib about using the last of Karolina's shampoo. I was out. Now she is, too. My bad.

So what is it? A curse that only allows you to tell the truth? That compels you to tell the truth, maybe? So I could just broadcast something like: Why yes, City, it's true what they say about Jewish girls. (If you know what I mean.)... Yeah. ( Read more... )

Well, that was fun. Nothing like stumbling your way to the fuse box only to discover that it's not a fuse, it's a city-wide, supernatural blackout. If that wasn't bad enough, Old Lace was uneasy about something all day. Weird stuff ( Read more... )

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. This is Chase Stein coming at you live from the City square, right smack dab in the middle of a peaceful protest. It's all part of the whole sticking-it-the-man thing that's been going on lately, organized by the snarky and voluptuous Gert Yorkes ( Read more... )