do not underestimate it. man, this is gonna sound weird. so, brett and i were rough-housing in bed last night, and before that gets taken out of context, i would like to state that this story is 100% unrelated to sex, so you can just throw that out the window…
brett and i are moving in less than a month to a new townhouse. this townhouse happens to have a huge garage. a garage means i will have a big space for a work bench, that could possibly become home to a new MIG welder and all of my necessary…
W: what was that noise? B: i tried to barp while going over the railroad tracks. W: …barp? B: did i just say barp? W: what the hell is barp?? B: it sounds like burp, but rhymes with larp, but they are completely unrelated. you can burp while you larp,…
this is very much a possibility. brett seems to think i’ve always had it. i am not a doctor or a therapist or in any way at all capable of diagnosing myself with such a disorder. however, my behavior seems to be…
1. i’m sick. 2. i can’t breathe through my nose. 3. nose spray is the devil. why must it feel SO GOOD? 4. nose inhalers, on the other hand are awesome. but i can’t breathe enough to inhale it. 5. colds make my asthma worse. 6. my…
i have never really been “normal”, exactly, which i don’t mind. it’s made me who i am today–successful. HOWEVER, if i had to go back in time and change a few things, i probably would. one of those things being… not wearing rugrats apparel to school past…
i wish i was kidding. i also should preface this post with the fact that i had a couple glasses of wine last night (yes, just 2, but wine kicks my ass) before going to bed. brett had downloaded sunday’s episode of dexter, and this season is nearly impossible…
brett and i went to see jason aldean friday night. this was the first country concert he and i have been to together, and i think, after last night’s experience, that we should go to many more in our future. we had so much fun. i left work and…