Mornings, sometimes, are impossibly difficult. I wake up impossibly early because I need to work out because, if I don’t, the voices in my head turn their whispers into screams and I spend the day at work huddled in a corner asking “is it safe?”. This would be fine if I went to bed at… Continue reading Where one last snuggle is needed
Where I ponder the things that I’m pondering
I loved Pinky & the Brain, truly. Honestly, anything clever that also makes me laugh will win in my book — and some of Pinky & the Brain was just spectacularly clever. Of course, my favorite part was always The Brain, asking Pinky, if Pinky was pondering what The Brain was pondering. The answers varied,… Continue reading Where I ponder the things that I’m pondering
Where I blather on about audiobooks
I love reading – I truly do, but the actual act of reading requires me sitting still for periods of time, and we all know that “not moving” is far from the standard in my life. So, I’ve turned to audiobooks in my life . . . while it’s true that I’ll get more from… Continue reading Where I blather on about audiobooks
Where I write about words and caffeine and dinner and stripper films masked as horror flicks
I’m fully aware that there are people who wake up and don’t feel the need to expel half of their body weight through their sinuses. I envy those people. I’ve actually been running pretty regularly . . . something “clicked” in my head and I realized that I was making excuses to stay inside to… Continue reading Where I write about words and caffeine and dinner and stripper films masked as horror flicks
Where I hope for some new Instagram filters
If you know me in real life, you know that there’s a greater chance to catch me without pants than without my iPhone1. I like to keep the iPhone handy for a plethora of reasons . . . I’m, technically, “always on call” for work emergencies. Sometimes, I know of a particularly evil play with… Continue reading Where I hope for some new Instagram filters
Where I chat about self image & motivation
We’re past the first month of 2012. Yet, it’s not looking at the calendar that leads me to this conclusion (although honestly, I’m a bit freaked out . . . where the hell did January go?), but the gym. I try to get to the gym every Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday over lunch. A few… Continue reading Where I chat about self image & motivation
Where I set out to demystify HTML
I’ve been around for awhile now . . . in fact, I just renewed daddyrunsalot.com, which means that I’ve been around for, at least a year1. One thing I’ve noticed, though, is that, among bloggers (well, around my group of bloggers, who are split evenly between mothers and want-to-be-parents and perverts and aspiring writers), there… Continue reading Where I set out to demystify HTML
Where bad turns to worse
I don’t write about my band much around here, but I have a band. For the past two years or so, I’ve been the keyboardist for a classic rock cover band. We’re not about to become rich playing, but we really getting in front of a crowd when we can. We love playing, and, according… Continue reading Where bad turns to worse
Where I write about the most epic fart I’ve had the displeasure of experiencing
There’s been a lot of fart talk, lately . . . and because I have the maturity of a 12-year-old-boy, and in light of Mommakiss admitting that she’s a sleep-farter1, I feel the need to share this story. One of Duffy‘s best friends was getting married . . . while he lived in DC, and… Continue reading Where I write about the most epic fart I’ve had the displeasure of experiencing
Where I guest post at the Mad Woman’s, talking about baseball & blowjobs
I’m over at The Mad Woman’s place today, talking about baseball, and maybe a little bit more. Won’t you stop over & say “hi?”