As I’ve stated before, I’m set to “run” a five kilometer “thing” tomorrow morning (a mere nine hours as of this writing). As is expected, I’ve got a few whiskeys in me, so I’m both at the pinnacle of my athletic prowess and about ready to be done with this at the same time. I’m a soccer player; I run …
Dealing with the modified – 4th in a series
For all that is holy, not all modified folk are gang members and criminals. After reading this article over at BME’s ModBlog, I’m reminded at how irate I get at narrow-minded simple folk. Sure, I realize that tattooing is a major part of gang culture these days and that identity through ink has semiological implications in the underworld cultures of …
Vulgarity vs. the State of Texas
I’m vulgar. Well, that’s moderately common knowledge, but, according to the State of Texas, I’m officially vulgar. This all started a few weeks ago. A company by the name of MyPlates.com was given a renewal by Texas to handle vanity license plates with a whole bevy of new designs that look about a bajillion times better than the piece of crap …
Dealing with the modified — 3rd in a series
It’s been well over a week since I last provided some advice to plainskins™ from a modified perspective, and I really thought I’d give it a break for a bit to let it all soak in. After all, it’s the holiday season and there is only so much harsh reality a person can absorb: especially with so much dogma in …
Holiday what?
I know it has been gone over a thousand times (I even saw an IHOP commercial about it last night), but what the hell is up with pushing Christmas stuff like crazy before Thanksgiving and even, to some degree, around Halloween? I realize that for many retailers, the Christmas season marks the time of year where they can attempt to …
Dealing with the modified – 2nd in a series
I’m hoping my first little discussion helped you, my casual plainskinâ„¢ reader. For you, the modified reader, I hope these little missives provide a little bit of gentle agreeable head-nodding and perhaps even a few whispered “you tell ’em, brother’s.” Like I said, these tiny bits of cultural gold aren’t in any particular order. Like most revelations, these just come to …
Let the bodies hit the ground
Aging sucks. That’s not saying anything that people don’t already know. I myself am in my mid-30s and I still get carded buying smokes on a regular basis. Hell, one of the reasons I really like going to my regular drinking holes is that I don’t get that suspicious stare when I order a drink. Like I said, I’m not …
Random shits
Things pop into my head. I know that happens to just about everyone, but I tend to vocalize the odd things that pop into my head. It is both an endearing and annoying quality about me. Squeezle has learned to just occasionally tell me to give it a rest and that will provide her with at least thirty minutes of …
Jawa Garden Gnome?!?!?!
You have got to be kidding me! I’m not sure if I should weep for joy at the fact that I can have creepy little Jawas all over my nonexistent garden, or be pissed off at the blatant disregard for standard continuity that this polystone monstrosity represents. Â Pardon my geekout, but no damn Jawa would be caught dead watering …
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