If I had YouTube when I was 12, I could have been a millionaire. My parent’s house in Akron, Ohio was full of fucking cats.
I've been a journalist, teacher, instructional designer, project manager, product manager, business guy... Veteran of the married life for 30-something years. Sort of helped raise one boy to be decent adult. Here to spread my bullshit and read what others have to say.
Players have been bailing off the sinking ship of my fucked up tennis team so fast we renamed ourselves the “Rats” (maybe*). Sure, sure you read the tennis team category, and you know everybody left because of this Bullshit Blog. Fuck you — you are only partially right. […]
Ran into a person (singular) online who didn’t want to be put in any gender boxes — no he, she, it — uses the pronoun “they.” Hey, I’m all for breaking out
Let’s be honest in the late 70’s, Akron, Ohio was the armpit of the midwest.
The fucking Savages started this trend of mini-dogs. The Boy followed and several months ago picked up a 13-pound rat that exhibits dog-like behavior.
I used to be a “professional writer” (small town newspaperman) and a teacher of English (9th grade), so it’s fucking hard to admit that I had to repeat English
One of the best bullshit stories I ever heard came from Mike Brennan — or at least I’m blaming him for it.
“I met Ruby Tuesday — you know from the Rolling Stones’ song,” Mike may have said – in 1990-something. “He’s my neighbor.”
What do you call that little strip of grass between the sidewalk and the street? If you are from Akron, Ohio, you call it the Devil Strip.
Don’t even try to tell me about any “good” that religion has done. All the hospitals, food pantries, or “personal peace” they can provide, doesn’t make up
When the fuck did Americans get so goddamn gullible? We fall for propaganda like Alan picking internet brides from Asia.
This year was the last time the men’s Professional Golf Association will stop in Akron, Ohio. Next year they are moving to Tennessee — fucking Memphis
Hi, my name is Kieran, and I am a pathetic, hopeless alcoholic — at least according to the Bear I am.
I was a little kid during the Civil Rights Movement, and somehow I always assumed everyone was getting less racist — not more.
My Lying Nazi Bullshit Diesel is going to Volkswagen hell, one part at a time. The latest part to do the dance of the damned was the front wiper
The fucking Democrats can’t punch their way out of a plastic grocery bag.