I’ve been meaning to write this blog on procrastination, but it took months to get down on paper. I dilly dally on the daily, leaving the big fish floundering on…
1. It’s not a party until the Mateus starts flowing. 2. I prefer my Chardonnay at room temperature. 3. Do you have anything smaller than a 5 oz. glass? 4.…
Shakespeare said a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. 2021 (2020’s ugly step-sister) looked like a dandelion and smelled like weed. As we bid adieu to yet…
When we were young, safety standards were a fuck of a lot lower than the heightened protocols of today. In lieu of a seat belt, Mom would slingshot her arm…
I’m writing this in the middle of the night. More specifically, between 3:30 - 6:30 a.m., when I’m consistently wide the fuck awake! Flopping back and forth fires up my…
Almost a full year into fattening the curve, it’s getting tougher to envision an end. My social life hasn’t been this bleak since my wallflower days at the junior high…
Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me… We’re card carrying members of the Eminem fan club, something the real Slim Shady couldn't foresee. His demographic is all…
2020 came in like a wrecking ball, stripping away life as we know it. But if you look at this wretched year through rosé coloured goggles, you’ll find more silver…