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Oct
30

To pass the time…

Some stuff for you, since I see you’re bored. No, I’m not going to discuss the rise-and-fall of my beloved Tribe or the subsequent boredom that is the World Series 2007. Bladdity-blah, Happy Halloween! So, while you await for Sean and Christian to make TV love to you in the season premiere of nip/tuck tonight, I’ll update a bit on some new stuff. A couple weeks ago, I threw my sister a...
Oct
19

Madness takes its toll…

So, now we’re crazy? ...
Oct
15

I love penis… uh, that’s what SHE said.

I can’t say that I feel rather fantastic after this weekend. I am 30, throwing my little sister’s bachelorette party for 12 people (and my MOM!), with a stomach that apparently cannot outlast the alcohol of a celebratory  Saturday night. You get older, the hangovers get worse… or last longer, kinda like that Indians game Saturday night. Seriously, did Superband ever play at Corner...
Oct
8

Google Says What?

Another day, another hour of developing superior bitch skills because I apparently have nothing better to do. But I would really love to hit something right now. And my laptop is about to get chucked across the counter at Caribou if this fucking wifi doesn’t stop loading up for me! Oooh, leaving work early. Soooo, here’s your Monday special (running around like a chicken with its head cut off...
Oct
8

Not like the TV show…

Did you ever feel just lost? After a Sunday-long couch-a-thon, I just feel fed up, irritable, unmotivated… just plain, eh… with (almost) everything. Ever have a major funk festival (with or without The Atomic Dog music)? I’ve also had this lingering “What next?” angel/devil debate as to perhaps what adventure is in line for me at the next exit. I really have no “big” plans...
Oct
5

12-3. A Number 20, please, with a side of 25.

Most certainly you’ve already heard about the Indians game last night. I’m celebrating with a giant Slyman’s sandwich (slider style, of course) today. Carry on… (Ahem, Garko butt). By the way, LeBron cheering for the Yankees is better than a bandwagon or fair-weather fan any day, in my book. Reading: “The Corpse in the Cellar” by John Stark Bellamy. iPJHiser-ing:...
Oct
4

The “I don’t speak english” day in Prague — Day Four (Conclusion)

We originally planned to be on the bus by 10 this morning, but unfortunately, the beers and late nights caught up, as we didn’t rise out of bed until after eleven. So, my visit to the mummified chapel in Kutna Hora would have to wait until next visit. We did, however, plan a spontaneous game of sand volleyball for noon. With a quick dry shave (hey, I was in Europe) and a twenty minute tram ride, we got...
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