Ugh, another damn yoga post? Doesn’t this idiot have anything else better to write about? Today’s answer: no. This morning I woke up extra-groggy and with a scratchy throat. Knowing that the creeping crud has been taking down friends left and right, I was very determined to find refuge in a nice hot yoga class to help burn out the …
Holiday Aftermath
Yesterday I had myself a bit of a rant. Yup, I’m not a fan of Christmas and I wasted an entire blog post bitching about what I didn’t like about it. Today I’m better, so that post is gone. I’m still not a huge fan of Christmas (no Dickensian revelations for me), but why the hell should I harsh everyone …
Yoga Day 1
The last time I took a yoga class, Bill Clinton was just starting his Presidency and I had no concept of what working out in a “hot room” was about. Today, I returned to yoga and lived to tell about it. Because I have managed to fill my active time with other activities for the past couple of years, I …
Scenes From Outside a Box
Many of you might be aware that I quit my job a little over two months ago to persue a life of leisure. There are many reasons why I finally walked away from my job of five years, but they really aren’t important to anyone other than myself. The big thing that a lot of you who come in contact …
The Sweet Harmonies of BRRRRZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Yeah, so I’ve been a little lax in the writing these past few weeks, but I’ve got a good (if not lazy) excuse. Ladies and gentlemen, it is World Cup time! Typically a large majority of Americans have to be reminded that this grand culmination of the FIFA championship is going on. This year, however, a couple of factors have …
Don’t eff with my lunch
I did something today that I haven’t done at all in my adult life: I didn’t leave a tip at a restaurant. As someone who has worked in a variety of restaurant jobs over the course of my teens and twenties, I cut a lot of slack for a lot of the standard crap that goes on in the course …
Dealing with the modified – 6th in a series
Dear plainskinâ„¢ stranger, I’m glad you have the courage to talk to people you don’t know in just about any locale or circumstance, and I’m glad you appreciate the artwork that adorns my skin, but please, please oh please, don’t waste my time telling me about the “bad ass” tattoo that you are going to get or that your cousin …
Dealing with the modified – 5th in a series
If you are here because of this article then I’m glad you visited. This is the fifth “article” in this series and you could probably stand to read the other four. You are probably what I refer to as my “target market” when it comes to little thing like being in contact with the modified (especially in Dallas). First, and …
There is a light that never goes out
I spend an inordinate amount of time sitting in front of a computer. I realized last night while going through my typical Facebook/blogs/forums routine that, even when I’m not at work, I spend a crapload of time sitting in front of my monitors. Ultimately, I’m all about getting my daily dose of rads while I rot my brains chuckling at …
Doodle-dee-doo
I’m not sure if a recent head injury (reference my zombie hammer posting below) managed to rattle loose the plaque clogging up my artistic side, but I’ve been scribbling on just about everything for the past week or so. I have one gigantic stumbling block when it comes to artistry, however: I can’t draw a straight line to save my …