An unfiltered fire hose of flaming condemnation

Here’s a resolution

I am just about to complete my first game of Words With Friends. Stop. Don’t say it because I already know it. WHERE THE HELL HAVE I BEEN. Get your hands off of your hips. Stop shaking your head. I’m hopeless and, frankly, a total…

January 9, 2012

Hair, day one

I got a wild hare (do I crack myself up or what) and decided I’d try to chronicle the whole process of growing out my mane. This isn’t day one. In fact, it’s day 40 or something. I CAN’T KEEP TRACK OF EVERYTHING FOR YOU,…


I’m playing around with the 85mm lens, so I’m clear across the room here. And you can see by the look on Chuck’s face that I’m sitting inside a circle of bacon.

Not complaining

We haven’t had any major snowstorms so far this season, so a light dusting of six to twelve inches is pretty much like running through a meadow of flowers with my shoes off. It’s beautiful, and the alien who took my brain said it would…