Woke up and decided to be everybody’s problem.
(This is hardly ever true, if you really know me, but it’s fun to say, and it goes with the image.)
Woke up and decided to be everybody’s problem.
(This is hardly ever true, if you really know me, but it’s fun to say, and it goes with the image.)
The strength of my reading glasses just moved up a notch to 2.0.
My belt wants to move up a notch too, but I said, “Fuck you.“
Sometimes I just want to play Block Blast without the Tai Chi Chair Workout offer.
Am I asking for too much?
The runny golden yolk of an egg oozing into the middle of an egg, cheese and tomato sandwich is just… there are no words.
The African violet is heralded as either the best beginner’s houseplant or the worst.
As with so many extremes, the truth is probably somewhere in-between.
I’ve found that the main trick is patience and a pinch of pampering.

Certain cocktails are perfect for a mocktail treatment – a margarita or Bloody Mary lend themselves well to the mockery.
Certain cocktails are not – the martini or the Manhattan.
Life is full of choices and options, and the possibilities are endless.
I’m a mock guy myself, but you can cock it if you wish. No judgment.
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When there’s so much flavor in the olive family, why even bother with meat?
Is it too much to ask to have a sun room in which to grow some citrus trees? I don’t even need the fruit – just the flowers would be enough.
Whenever I find myself in doubt, I remember these wise words from a drag queen, maybe the greatest drag queen of all: “Don’t write a check with your mouth that your ass can’t cash!”
Sit with it for a while.