In Soviet Russia, smackdown smacks you.
This is one of those nights. The CRAZIE is at threat level red (“Gary Busey”) and I could barely make it home from work without poking my left eye out with a pencil to feel something other than the crippling emotional pain. To placate you, here is a pair of sleepy puppies, and that’s not ...
Make-up Dessert is the best kind of dessert.
You know what I am not? A welcher. Behold: dessert. You know what I am? Stupid. I’m not usually stupid, but today? Dumb. As. Shit. I don’t know whether I’m just overtired or it’s the new drug, Neurontin*, but I’ve felt like my head is full of cotton candy all day, and I HATE cotton ...
Awesome Shit That I Want That’s Shaped Like an Animal from Genus Canis
Yeah, I know, It’s Monday. And I know that I’m in the middle of switching Crazie pills again. AND I know that I am in NO MOOD to cook dinner tonight because my anxiety is like a living parasite that’s sucked out my ability to have any perspective on even the most minute life issues ...
April Hobo Monday: The Roundup
HEY YOU! If you didn’t see yourself here right away and you sent your entry to firstthursday@, that’s why. In the future please send everything to michelle@, as the guidelines state. As we see, dual addresses cause confusion and ft@ became a refuge for ebay and Nigerian scammers, so it’s being shut down. (Plus, this ...
Enjoy your various holy days…
…if you have one. Have fun celebrating your exodizing, or the rising of your lord.
Liveblogging Hell’s Kitchen: Episode 10
Last Week: There was yelling, a bunch of inept people fucked up in the kitchen, Ramsay reamed some people out and JP sneered at the world. There, there’s every episode of Hell’s Kitchen ever aired. Last week for real: Redneck did well in every challenge. Martyr Ben creeped me out with his martyr-y devotion to ...