I’m Pretty Sure The Richest People In The World Are Messing With You. Here’s How.
A week ago I finally caved and bought a new pair of shorts. Read the rest of this gem…
I Still Can’t Do A Pull-Up, But At Least I Have This Rockin’ Raw Spot On My Ass.
I have a sore on my bum. Read the rest of this gem…
The Bigger Question Is, If You See A Giant Eyeball On The Side Of The Highway And You DON’T Stop, What Does That Say About You?
I don’t know if you know this about me, but I tend to be a sucker for roadside attractions. Read the rest of this gem…
“Style” Is Totally Subjective, Anyway.
I woke up this morning with the song, Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover by Sophie B. Hawkins in my head, and I knew it was going to be a weird day. Read the rest of this gem…
How To Build An Industrial Chic Closet Organizer (Part 2) – AKA. My Closet Is Still Cooler Than Me.
It’s finally time, m’dears, to reacquaint you with a little project of mine. Read the rest of this gem…
Wisdom In The Booth Of A Cuban Café.
I’m back in my home office this morning with that weird feeling that always comes after a whirlwind trip — Read the rest of this gem…
A Domestiphobe’s Guide To Alcoholic Accompaniments For Domestic Projects.
The other day my friend Alaina and I were discussing appropriate accompanying alcoholic beverages for various domestic projects. Read the rest of this gem…