Once upon a time, my family took a trip to southern New Mexico to see White Sands National Park. The trouble with going to such places as a single destination is pretending there is more to do than walk around will get boring soon, even if you film yourself walking...
President’s Day, fuck President’s Day.
Fun mornings at Peterson Space Air Force tended to include driving to the base, parking, walking to the ahop only ti be confronted with something awful. This is my review of Goose Hate Bird Island Bourbon County 2025: What was I confronted with? The sweet, sweet smell...
Its that time of year
Will Don Escape my stepping on his toes? Inquire within!
Woo!
Here we have an emission of gas.
I need a longer recovery day
Hats on ladies.
Need to plow through this one. Sorry.
5….
5 Dollar….
5 Dollar Footlongs…..
¡Afuera!
Heavy metal
Rap
Heavy metal
Rap
…Whitney Houston?
What a morning
Why not a white pill?
The last week before school starts.
Yes, this is one of those stream of consciousness posts I throw up when I am trying to avoid the elephant in the room.
My kids suddenly have social lives again. So I am once again juggling work and coordinating a ride to whatever nonsense they have planned. I’d count down the 6 months to go before my oldest chauffeurs everyone around, except he backed into the space between the side...
I am filled with nothing but blood, toil, shit, and sweat!
The Sugarfree fest had to stop eventually.
Is this feeling of outright disgust, going to lead to me telling children to get off my lawn?
Their egos are inflated, at least.
Fuck it. I need to write up meeting minutes. Have the gif.
And you thought I was nuts after the pole shift article.
This is my link, damnit. MY LINK.