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Category Archives: Being me
This article from Scientific American frustrates me a little because it’s about interesting topics, but they only skate the surface and it sounds more like conjecture than a supportable argument. But it raises an interesting point. There is a lot of judgment out there against atheists. There’s this deluded impression, I’ve found, that being religious [...]
Hey, don’t forget, I have a new Victoria lifestyle blog I’ve been writing, about my new hometown. Boy! Lots I could write about today. So, let’s do that then. The Funny-Hat Guy is Leaving The Pope’s retirement kicks in today. Fuck the Pope. I’d like to wish a happy retirement to the Nazi Pope & his [...]
Why, hi there, you. I’m just checking in. It’s a nice morning. My coffee cup is full. I thought, “Why don’t I go say hello to my minions?” Yoo-hoo, minions! Hallo-o-o-o-o, minions. Your friendly neighbourhood blogger is doing just fine, thankyouverymuch. My year of Being Better is underway. I promised myself I wouldn’t make New [...]
I’m one of those “13’s my lucky number” people. Friday the 13th? I find my lucky socks and rock that shit out. So you know I’m keen on the year. Bring it. Good fortune, good times. I’m readying myself for it all. Right now, I’ve got Tom Waits’ Rain Dogs CD blasting as I take a breather [...]
On Twitter, I just described the sound float-planes make as “They sound like a riding lawnmower mated with a drunk bee.” It’s not the greatest thing ever, but for the first time in a while, I wanted to describe something, and it came out the way I was thinking it. You think that SOUNDS like a [...]
It’s been a day filled with plumbing excitement. I returned home last evening to find some other tenant’s mystery filth backed up in my bathroom sink. 18 hours later, it’s as good as new, and was even cleaned by the handyman. A year ago, I’d be waiting for a couple days or more, since, hey, [...]