vacation

I was on vacation. For a whole week. 8 days to be exact. 8 days out of Chicago. 8 days out of the cold. 8

Hey Bloggy Friends! I’m still in sunny Florida. Don’t miss me too much. I wanted to pop in really quick to give a sneak peek

I hear there’s another Polar Vortex thing happenng in the Chi. Fuck that. I’m on vacation until further notice. Or this weekend. One of those.

And by Uncle Murphy, I mean the writer of Murphy’s Law. The bastard. So yesterday, I started the morning with my usual dash to the

Welcome to this week’s edition of Monday Memories to Make You Laugh! Today, we’re using a quote prompt instead of an idea. “I don’t want

Hey kids! My little sister is getting married today, so I don’t have much time…but I know you look forward to the sweet shit my

I remember the day that The Bloggess starting following me on Twitter like it was yesterday. I was stoked. I mean, she’s the freakin’ BLOGGESS!

The Dolphin For some reason, there are random dolphin statues all over Marco Island. Last year, I got drunk on fruity cocktails, and hugged this

Everyone’s got at least one “vacation” that wasn’t a vacation at all. I, of course, have several. My mom probably thinks that I’m going to

Because OBVIOUSLY you missed him. He is sometimes funnier than me. And more often than not, he finds cooler things on the internet. But life

WARNING: This post contains a poop story. It is highly inappropriate. It is (a little) graphic. It is poop. If you are squeamish (or eating),

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