Bikes, trikes, and rusty toe spikes.

Kicking things off today with no direction in particular, we have a notification from Handsome Cycles about their upcoming 2012 launch party;

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Sequestered is as sequestered does.

I have a full plate, and you all have the knife and fork with which to clean it off.

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Less mad about not much stuff.

Thank you for allowing me to vent on Wednesday. My tolerance for pain wains from time to time and occasionally it all becomes too much. To remedy this, I either type a bunch, cover myself in paint, or eat me a mountain of pills;

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So mad about so much stuff.

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On a rope, on a rope, got me hanging on a rope.

As International Canned Beer Month draws to a close, it is my sincere hope that each and every one of us has paid proper tribute to the little aluminum beauts. Except for Pabst’s products that is, because as I have previously stated, I am currently mad at that brand.

Kevin Kotecki, former CEO of Pabst Brewing Co.

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I brush my teeth with a fork and spoon.

I like Friday’s the best because this means I can go to bed drunk, just like everybody else is doing, as opposed to going to bed drunk like most unemployed people do Sunday thru Thursday.

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Happy damn birthday to me.

Well, not to me, specifically, but to this here website. It was two years ago today that I turned the power on, and I’ve only looked back once or twice since.

Welcome to my crappy party.

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