I should start a tour of Taco Tuesdays in the Cleveland area seeing as every week another mexi-themed cheap eats night is added to the usual suspects. This past week in particular was Slim & Chubby’s (again). $1.75 huge-ass hard shelled tacos, non-greasy, with your typical beef, cheese, salsa (hot for me!) — sour cream [...]
There was a big cock in the hallway near the bathrooms at Three Birds — the eclectic eatery tucked among the dive bars in Lakewood. Okay, so the “big cock” was a giant ceramic multi-colored rooster and one of the busboys gave me “that look” when I made the comment in exclamation. [...]
If I haven’t made it obvious, I will talk to practically anyone. Sure, I may have an off day or two, but majority of the time, I make it a point to talk to strangers. I love people and the stories behind them. Where with these damn cell phone contraptions these days, this world has [...]
I had a dream about Tiger Woods last night, but that’s not what this post is about. (Seriously, he was like, my man and stuff and we were gettin all crazy on the dancefloor and stuff. Like, grrr, Tiger).
Moving on… Oh my gosh, like, how the hell have you been? I’ve had a bit of [...]
Those were the words posted on the overpass bridge above 490-W en route to a Red Robin burger-thon: Love is dead. Completely expecting a political mass of annoyances (remember the TELEP incident?), I have to review in my rearview driving past in the opposite direction. What was the intended meaning of creating such a banner [...]
Please allow me to vent a bit prior to my posting on my weekend at Mellie’s. Ahem. You know, don’t throw those stupid SHIT fucking texts (like jesuschrist, this fucking text messaging relationship BULLSHIT is sucking my will to live), out at me like, “I get the message… hoped we could still be friends… was [...]
Finally. Summer’s OVER! Not one of the most memorable. Not one of the best. Not one of the worst.
The end to the summer and of a REALLY long holiday weekend was composed of “another one bites the dust,” and “I can’t believe I’m at the bar on a Sunday night when I’m 30-years-old,” and “I [...]
I don’t know if it’s a reason or not, but apparently I finally received somewhat of an answer. I was the only one being serious about any sort of future relationship in the matter of Mel & SSD. What-the-fuck-ever. He says (through friend) that “I knew that it wasn’t serious” (I did not get this [...]
I don’t make much sense when I’m drunk. Here’s the little rambling I did at… ack — only 11:16 — last night when I arrived home after too many happy hours:
Thursday night again. I had to do a late closing. Well, I ended up staying out for a late-night happy hour of sorts. Nauti Mermaid. [...]
