Dear Superstar

Can you please stay out of my head?  I dreamt of you again.  If this were a shagging dream I would be sooooo ok with that.  Alas, it was me and my GF and you and your dude.  Dinner and awkwardness, and no chance to say “thank you for making me alive again” without an […]

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Dear Superstar

Stop running into people  – Superstar Queen of Sheba Why does that not apply to the entire universe?  I mean really.  A fucking SUV gets to do things that I don’t?  That is so unfair… NOTE to BONEHEAD OLD MEN IN NISSANS:  the “Crash into me” tag on posts like this is not an invitation.

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Dear Superstar

I had a dream about you last night.  You were there to see me off on some unspecified event.  Dr. Brently was there too.  You were about to do your hair in one of those $300 jobs that are worth every cent.  You hadn’t yet, so I could concentrate on those eyes, those gorgeous eyes. […]

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TV superstar

  $50 of cables and a wireless card later, my internet shit is all over the TV. And if you think MP.com is the shit on 37”, imagine the madness of Steak and Cheese.  Or, uh, *whispers* porn.

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Opposite Day

So I was at my brother’s wedding.  He cleans up pretty nice.  Or it was my kid’s wedding.  It seems like it switched. The part where my broke ass dad hired a Lamborghini prototype in a camouflage wrap and cladding was cool, as it drifted past the reception.

Aventador prototype
This, except sideways

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