I am getting older. Perhaps that explains how I dream this shit up… My annual breast exam will be conducted at Hooters. Directions to my doctor’s office will include, “Take a left when you enter the trailer park.” The tongue Continue ReadingStep Away From the Internet, Sparky
According to the ads to the right of my precious FB real estate, I should pay attention to my real age, my jam box, and something about playing the hottest game for the hottest girls. If this is some sort Continue ReadingBlanche Needs Help
Let’s face it: Gab requires you to have balls of steel and a sense of humor. Gab is kinda like a big karaoke bar but it seems some people only want to be heard singing by their friends, so we’ll Continue ReadingGet On Gab
Worst songs to strip to: “Where In The World Is Carmen San Diego” came roaring into first barely beating out the Animaniacs theme song. In third was “I’m A Little Teapot”, followed by “Silver Spoons”. Answer calls from scam artists Continue ReadingNo More Sleeping Pills for Me
Getting back into writing after a long layoff is like riding a bike. You’re wobbly at first, then you get stronger and steadier, and before you know it, you’re flying. Except it’s not. Because when you ride a bike, it’s Continue ReadingLike riding a bike, but not
