I kind of survived my Birthday weekend. Kind of. But at least I didn’t fall. I don’t think.

Holy mother of my soul Ironman. It’s Monday night and I’m still hurting a little bit… but I would say the pain is well worth it. I would go into all the details of seeing Michael Ian Black, two back to back nights of karaoke filled-fun including a rendition of “California Girls” with my MOTHER, [...]

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HS Reunion? Maybe. Or let’s bring Elementary School back to the future.

A few months ago when I first started hearing bits and pieces through emails and on Facebook that my 10-year reunion was coming up, I straight up ignored that shit. I didn’t make a decision as to whether or not I would be going, rather I made the decision to put it out of my [...]

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The World is a stage, too bad nobody wants to watch.

I blame my parents for putting me in dance classes and theaterĀ  at such a young age, but I truly believe that I was born to be on stage. Even if that stage is just a tiny stage at the front of a bar, or heck, the driver’s seat of my car. I’m one of [...]

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A few more than 3 cheers-es-es… (sp?)

I find I often use this blog as a means of bitching, so I figure it’s about time to raise my glass to the finer points in life. Because while the shit may fly, sometimes it hits the guy behind ya, you knowwhatImean Vern? *Please imagine these “cheers” as being of the beer or shot [...]

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