Monthly Archives: December 2007

Someone recently commented that I never post pictures where I am smiling, but I would like to mention that blogs are for miserable people and why would I want to fuck with the stasis of the blogging community. Fuck it. … Continue reading →

Oh lord, I like how I try to explain how things will go down to people and they continue to try my patience.  Here’s an example of two things:  I am an asshole, you cannot reason with me.  A really … Continue reading →

Welcome to half of my face as I try to multitask while driving and thinking about life in general.  Please pay special attention to my collar bone area as I have been running and starving myself to make that appear. … Continue reading →

Merry Fucking Christmas.  In this picture you sort of start to understand the giant fucking deal that is Christmas.  Strewn throughout the house are more than 500 red and green balloons that Gia, Talia and I wasted all afternoon blowing … Continue reading →

So I guess tomorrow is Christmas.  What I really need to be doing right now is not blogging, but running and I guess I will get to that in a bit because I have not been running at all and … Continue reading →

For Christmas what I really want is a claw-foot bathtub in front of a bay window overlooking the city.  I don’t even care what city it is, use your fucking imagination.  I guess this tub should be in the same … Continue reading →

Last night my sister almost made a really good looking man puke in his hand from what has been explained to me as the shortest drinking contest on earth.  We are all very proud of her.  Apparently, she’s also been … Continue reading →

Good lord, I am a vision of loveliness.  I like how I can take a post about my little sister’s birthday and continue to pimp myself.  In addition to  it being my sister’s birthday it was also Erin’s birthday.  She is turning … Continue reading →

Please notice the red rocket on my super horny dog.  I am not even kidding.  Anything that comes into contact with me feels the need to groove on contact.  I was going to write about puppies, children, Disneyland and Christmas … Continue reading →

Good god, I feel like a scumbag for never posting here, but when you are writing five to seven-thousand words a day about crappy television you never wanted to watch in the first place, well, let’s just say that a … Continue reading →