butt ketosis

DOLLA DOLLA BILL, Y’ALL I’ve had that in my head since I had a dollar roll for lunch. Yep. And I meant to come write a substantial, very deeply-meaningful post, but then it got too close to weekend-time. And I’m lying about that ‘deeply-meaningful’ part anyway. This week, I’ve been to Klein’s for Monday Night Football and Pete’s Very Special ...

ALMOST too much to look forward to.

WE GOT A HOUSE WE GOT A HOUSE WE GOT A HOUSE WE GOT A HOUSE! DUDES!! (By which I mean a house to rent, of course. A huge no thank you to buying in this market.) We’re moving to 54th and Emerson at the end of October!! The place has 3 bedrooms (or a bedroom, guest room, and office, ...

killing in the name of

THE RNC IS GONE!!! THE 612 IS SAFE!!! I couldn’t be happier about that. Though, to be fair, we wouldn’t have gotten to go to Take Back Labor Day or the Rage show, had it not been for the RNC and its crowd of narrowminded white folks. I don’t really know what to say about Rage Against the Machine except ...

i’ve gotten love, i’ve gotten drunk, i’ve gotten beat up in that parking lot

Dudes, this RNC shit is bananas. B-A-N-A-N-A-S. (That song will now be in your head for a week. You’re welcome!) I dislike politics in an extreme way. I hate the marketing and the dumbing-down and the obscene amount of money that’s spent on convincing people to do things they don’t understand or care about anyway. I hate the rhetoric and ...