Category Archives: Cult classic

Somebody skipped middle school health class the day they talked about communicable diseases. Photo courtesy of my dear cousin Darrick.  Taken on Smiley Road in Maryland Heights, MO.

Happy Zombie Jesus Day!

I’ve been doing a little research into the origin of the universe and have discovered something amazing.  The universe didn’t start with a big bang, but rather lots of little bangs that occurred at exactly the same time.  Furthermore, each … Continue reading →

Sometimes the world just comes together in weird ways.  Or at least I perceive them to be weird.  It’s all really just circumstance affected by the shit I do and the shit people do around me.  And since I’ve been … Continue reading →

Zakk has a little write-up about boots and bikes in Copenhagen today.  Specifically, these boots, with the fuzzy, furry top always remind me of a little incident a few years back at a Steak ‘n Shake in St. Louis. Darrick … Continue reading →

Found this one over at Armed and Dangerous.  Brought back some serious memories of not dating, not partying, not smoking pot and generally having myself a really good time.  D&D was second only to playing the tuba.  In the marching … Continue reading →

“The Tiger in the Pantry” will have to wait.  It was supposed to be a very short story for my girls, like the kind that gets turned into a board book with shit artwork and two sentences on all 10 … Continue reading →

So we don’t really use the percolator much since getting a press. We’ll fire it up when we have guests and need to make more than 3 cups at a time. Today, after my 3rd trip to the microwave to … Continue reading →

It’s numb in here. I can hear the keys clicking, but I don’t feel it. There’s no resistance. No clickety. No thwump against the paper. It is more artificial but less plastic than the real thing. There is nothing to … Continue reading →