Ironing is fucking stupid and dangerous, and we should all stop it.
This is a good time to remember the "Founders." But if one more wanna be GOP "thinker" tells me he "believes in" the Constitution, I'm just going to take a shit on his shoe.
Did I tell you the Bear had a stroke? Don't worry it was long ago, and there are no obvious lasting effects other than (once in a while) she won't shut up about it.
It's January 18. The sun is shinning, but the air is cool... Time for fucking fall in Gilbert, Arizona.
I always wanted to be a sailor -- owning my own little boat. The Bear would never let me.
Every fiber of my non-existent soul didn't want to tell this story. It's wrong on so many levels. Stop here if ye be afraid.
For years I wished the town of Gilbert would pave the canal path from Guadalupe to Warner Road. Sometimes it's better for wishes not to come true.
Twenty years ago, Prince made hits and people partied their way into the 21st Century. At midnight tonight, we are going to a new decade, but there are no songs, no anthems to celebrate the number.
I hate the health care system just for treating me like a child, but this week my writer friend Sean is really fucked -- or whatever anglo-saxon swear word you can wrap around having a rock stuck in your urethra.
If you make way more money than me, we can't be friends.
I bumped into the shaming couple in the third world club the other night. They asked one simple question. They didn't like my answer.