An unfiltered fire hose of flaming condemnation

How to Annoy Me

Give me that stern, exasperated look when I lift up on the car door handle at the precise moment you try to unlock the car. I CANNOT HELP IT. IT’S A GENETIC DISORDER.

October 24, 2004

Developmental Outburst

We tempted fate again last night and took Leta out to dinner with my family. It’s become a pastime of ours, torturing the public with our monster offspring. Leta ate a plate of refried beans and then threw saltine crackers at the people sitting at…