I’m back, Baby!  Just got back, in fact from “Honeymoon Part Two:  The Chilling”  starring Ralph Macchio as Jas Patrick and Lil’ Kim as Gangsta Vicki.  Yeah, I know… Technically speaking, it wasn’t a honeymoon; but we called it that for lack of giving a fuck.  But back to it, eh? Yes, a second honeymoon.  Decadent.  Oh, it was glorious, Dear internet dweller.  Sit down.  Relax.  I’ve got...

As you can tell by the title of this, I enjoy the absurd.  Why wouldn’t I?  When you really start to think about it, life is pretty frigging absurd–especially how serious it all is, am I right?  Well, I intend this to be a bit of an overview or an introduction to my blog; though, admittedly, it is coming as (I believe) my sixty-fifth published blog. I wrote a welcome blog when I first started jotting down dreck a few years...

Well, my decent and good people–and also my naughty and evil fuckers–I bid you a fond hello!  I shall keep this one particularly short and it is only to give you an up of dates (or in layman’s terms, an “update”) as to the sort of activities in which I have participated over the last couple of weeks.  I am taking great pains to not end in a preposition in this sentence I am writing on. Fuck. Oh well… So...

Ahhhhh… Köstritzer Schwarzbier… Delicious.  I do indeed enjoy a fine German black lager.  I did not know this about myself until my honeymoon in October of last year.  You will be familiar with the fact that I dig Einbecker Schwarzbier and I do; but Gangsta Vicki discovered Köstritzer Schwarzbier and I must say that it is also quite good–though, much easier to find over in my hood than Einbecker. Alas, this blog is...

Apparently if you ain’t repenting, then you best be kissing dat ass goodbye.  The rapture is reportedly at hand; therefore, one could reasonably say: The word is at hand and the word is doom…. DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Believe it or not, I’m not going to spend a lot of time on this; but let’s talk about it for a few, shall we? For those that don’t know, the rapture is basically the second coming of Christ and all...

As Cthulhu is my witness, I shall never believe Hollywood again!  Damn you, Hollywood with your movies and actors and such!  Why do you tease me with your badass trailers and your ubiquitous, annoying internet pandering towards my delight of flashy, animated ad banners? You think I’m easy, don’t you? You think I’m just gonna lay back and spread my wallet open like an oyster opening its shell hoping that it doesn’t...