** I really didn't plan to post two music related entries back to back. But hey, sometimes things happen.
I have very little patience with the public at large, and even less if it’s after 9 p.m.
I used to go out a lot. I mean, like a lot a lot. At the time, it was fun - although I haven’t...
Tuesday, September 29
Tuesday, September 15
OH FOR F@$K'S SAKE! PHISH EDITION
It’s a well known fact that I hate hippies. I hate their clothes (seriously I don’t want to see your side boob) and their smells (this includes the BO, Nag Champa and that stinkweed, Patchouli). But most of all, I hate their music. I would rather have pins in my eyes than listen to the Grateful Dead...
Friday, September 11
OH FOR F@$K'S SAKE! EXCUSES EDITION
I just wanted to take a minute and say sorry to the five of you that read this. It's been way too long since my last post, but things got crazy. My kid had the chicken pox and I just got over a five day bout of the flu (as it turns out since I never went into "respiratory distress" it was not the swine flu. Although I was a little disappointed because I really like saying "you swine!" in my Inspector...
I HATE NATURE
Everyone knows by now that I am not a fan of the place people call “outside.” It’s too big, and there aren’t enough walls. Truth be told my very favorite thing to do is waste a perfectly good day sitting on the couch watching Lifetime,Television for Women. Before you judge, I challenge you to watch the entire Betty Broderick saga (A Woman Scorned and Betty Broderick: Her Final Fury), and then tell...