An old saying goes, “One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.” I can think of a few trash items that surely couldn’t be considered treasure of any sort, but I suppose there’s a use and market for just about anything.[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The whole oil leak thing is obviously out of hand, as crude oil continues to fill the Gulf of Mexico and threaten hundreds of miles of coastline and marine life. If this were a beer leak, I’m guessing a whole[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I am in a perpetual state of always needing a vacation. I don’t really want to go anywhere special, and I don’t really want to do anything special. I just need to be not having to do things that I[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Some people, and you know who you are, are born to be spoilers. These people have been gifted with the inescapable vocation of revealing prized details about shows, games, puzzles, movies, or anything else that people want to keep secret[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Anger is a strange and powerful emotion. It’s an emotion that, if left unchecked and uncontrolled, can lead to horrible and damaging events. Some people have a serious problem controlling their anger. These are the people that often turn into[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I hate being lauded for something that I didn’t do or didn’t want to do, unless there’s a monetary reward along with the misplaced celebration. Wednesday is today. Today is taco salad day. Wednesday is taco salad day.
Memorable bad days are rarely composed of a single negative event. One bad thing generally leads to another and another, resulting in an avalanche of sorrow and aggravation that only subsides when one is broken or unconscious. Although these successive[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’ve never had an actual nervous breakdown. I think I’ve teetered on the edge before, but having never actually experienced the breakdown, I don’t know exactly how close I’ve come. Being a person who has been plagued by anxiety attacks[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Have you ever noticed how it seems that random chance and inconvenience are so tightly bound in some unholy union of pain and suffering? For instance, why is it that an alarm clock that doesn’t work anymore despite your best[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Sometimes the truth hurts. Especially when “the truth” is the name of a sledgehammer wielded by a musclebound vigilante hellbent on exacting revenge upon you for some trivial thing you did to him in his youth. Mondaytime. Go!