After years of physical therapy and anti-inflammatories, followed by months of injections and finally artho knee surgery, I finally found my "miracle". Cortisone.
This week I have to decide if I'm going to join the Pendejos on their annual pilgrimage to the Newcombe tennis ranch (Newks) in New Buttfuck, Texas
I was denied summer camp as a child. I skipped the college dorm life. For a few years, I filled the camp/dorm fake nostalgia with Newks tennis camp.
I killed way too many brain cells this past weekend with the Tucson Pendejos -- again. But between beers (and some new alcoholic shit called the red devil or the red menance) something happened that restored just a little of my faith in humanity. We were all drinking and laughing and talking shit with a … Continue reading Compressing Harassment
It's taken me 40 years to figure out I always need a backup career, because some shit is going to happen and I will be the scapegoat. Currently, I have 2 backup careers in mind: insurance fraud and money laundering. They seem "easy."
Scars of childhood come out when it's time to eat dessert.