Someone took a shit in the urinal in the men’s room at work. My coworker blames the deranged and I blame a four-year-old who’s never seen a urinal before.
Or the sky people.
My life is probably a lot less interesting now that I have a job I don’t hate. However, this hasn’t put a damper on the insurance industry’s enthusiasm for spamming my blog.
Here’s an odd thing about dog-ownership for you, though: I am, for the first time in my life, more interested in the excretions, secretions [...]
You can’t just waltz into November without thinking ahead and expect to escape alive with a story to tell. That’s jackass thinking. You gotta lay down some goals first. Set aside a day or two in late October to sketch out some concepts in that navy blue spiral-bound notebook you’re always carrying around with you. [...]