Monthly Archives: November 2005

Goddamn I love me some Dumokun.

Today, I got this in an e-mail. It’s obvious “Goldness” is solidified by the fact that it is about Chuck Norris and because it mentions “roundhouse kicks” about 167 times. Roundhouse kicks remind me of Roadhouse, which I consider the … Continue reading →

I probably will do more blogging now that I am “teaching” than maybe ever before. This post has little to do with teaching or homosexuality. It has a lot to do with why men, and particularly a certain man, drive … Continue reading →

The kid I am teaching 12th grade Engish to (yes, someone allows me to teach their child) he groans when I tell him we have to read The Prologue from Chaucer’s Cantebury Tales. I tell him to stop moaning and … Continue reading →

It’s not that I am really fucking lazy, but that I am so fucking busy with other projects that the idea of writing something clever for here is nearly out of the question. I promise to come up with something … Continue reading →

HAPPY FUCKING HALLOWEEN And there’s plenty more where that came from.

Now I can write. How pathetic is that? In the rare case that you give a shit, and I am not claiming that you will, I’ll tell you exactly how lame it is. It is me, going through my day … Continue reading →

Forgive me reader for i have sinned, it’s been eleven days since my last post and I am not sorry about it. In fact, I couldn’t care less than less as I have been busy obsessing about each and every … Continue reading →