Most of you would never notice, but I added Google Ads to this Bullshit. No, no, I’m not fucking stupid, I’m never going to make any money at this shit.
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.
There’s no fucking free lunch in this world, and that applies to beer too, goddamnit.
If you don’t want to eat meat or dairy or anything with eyes, just keep crunching your broccoli and shut your fucking mouth about it.
In June, I made my annual foray to join the LJBTC community. It was a whole family transition — I took the Bear. Becoming LJBTC was surprisingly easy — except
Not long ago, the husband of one of my co-workers died suddenly. Got me thinking about what people would say about me…. Nothing good I imagine.
Turns out my lying nazi bullshit diesel is not the only fucking bullshit diesel. They all are. Just in different ways
One of the worst parts of being a fat cyclist is the clothes.
Everything you have ever learned about race is bullshit. Race doesn’t exist.
Last year, the Bear set up a big family dinner for Father’s Day. This year she hosted a giant fucking party for 60-100 people.
When I was 14, all the hookers at the Imperial 400 Motel in Akron, Ohio, knew my name.
#RedForEd has been an awesome movement. I got to share the fruits without doing any of the labor.
#MeToo, rape culture and most of 2018 has been a powerful reminder that many men are just shit factories, and women are forced to wade…
Cycling is supposed to be some crunchy-granola-zen shit — but it’s not…
When the fuck did our government get the right to force us to salute a piece of cloth and sing an English drinking song? Apparently it happened this month
I don’t know what the fuck a fermentor is, but I set up a GoFundMe to buy one. You wanna know why? Because Larry wanted one, for fuck’s sake.