Hello, Old Friend
Hey, how’s it going. Good? Cool. Awful? Understandable. Your stomach hurts? Welcome to the club. No, it’s not the club that the soda is named after. You’re thinking of the Kildare Street Club.… Continue reading
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Day 369: The Real Work Begins
For years, I’ve been in a really bad slump. Actually, to be fair, the pandemic put us all in a slump and I was no exception. My writers block was a long time… Continue reading
Day 368: The Logistics Of Onion Transport
About a year ago, on a drive back to New York from Michigan, I passed by an onion truck. That was literally all it was. No other produce, no other product, just pallets… Continue reading
Day 367: At Least I’m Somewhat Good At Predicting Stuff [Beer League Semifinals Preview]
Hey Beer Leaguers! Remember when I said that Amanda was going to beat Colin because he would be too focused on getting a tie? Look what happened. Remember when I said that Zook… Continue reading
Day 366: Because I’d Still Rather Stay Married [Top 5 Top 5 Anniversary]
After yet another year of being as overbearing and annoying as possible, I’m somehow still married to the woman that I love. That’s what’s up! I know, I’m surprised too. Joking aside, it’s… Continue reading
Day 365: The Year In Haiku
Day Three Sixty-FiveIt’s a landfill of contentBut which ones stood out? My wife is the bestI remember Jolt ColaAnd get tinnitus I drive through MidtownAnd celebrate the Good NewsWhile musing on chance I… Continue reading
Day 364: I’d Rather Clean Out My Notepad [Friday Thoughts W/ TeeCoZee]
Good Moleman. Hey Dolph, take a memo on your Newton: “Beat Up Martin”. “Pray For Mojo”. Bah! It’s Friday, September 17th, Twenty Two 1. The weather in Astoria is 74˚ & Pantone 17-5104… Continue reading
Day 363: 386 Words About A Hat
Oh snap, it’s the last Thursday that I’ll ever have to beg someone to pick a prompt for me! Err, well, that’s not exactly true, because I love doing this shit. But this… Continue reading
Day 362: Random Musings About Beef [Wrasslin’ For Lunch]
– I’m having a blocky day, which is a sad thing to admit considering that I only have 7 days of the project to go. You’d think I’d be chomping at the bit… Continue reading
Day 361: Norm Macdonald Made Himself Laugh
I don’t like writing obituaries and tributes. For starters, I’m no good at it. Nobody should have to be good at it. In a perfect world, it would never be necessary. Nothing I’m… Continue reading