That bra *really* compliments you. No. Literally.

When you think about it, we’re all already kinda sorta cyborgs. Half-human, half-machine. I mean, really. Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t think of that glassy plastic brick you check every point four seconds as an extra limb? Or that the day they cut the ribbon for the grand opening of the Apple implant plastic surgery center… that you won’t be the first in line to.. Read More

Ring my bell, go to hell, and ask satan for sarcasm courses while you’re there.

One of my more interesting unintentional content-inspirers posted something majestic today. It came from this Facebook group (which has probably been around for ages, but since I live under a rock is totally new to me) called “Christians Against Drugs”. The site actually touches on sex and everything else fun in addition to the mind-altering goodies. And it’s so deliciously dripping in satire, that I spent a good five minutes.. Read More

6 things single Valentine-less you can do today

I celebrated Valentine’s Day once. It was with a boyfriend. But, really, we were just rainchecking on a “date” from another weekend. And we didn’t exchange gifts. It was kindofa fluke. Because 2-14-AnyYear is just of those holidays that’s like a magnified version of Facebook’s “someone got hitched/is in a relache/here’s their wedding album/here’s a mini babbling extension of their ego in flesh form” notifications. Except it’s all condensed down.. Read More

Answering Blake Shelton’s “Who are you when I’m not looking?”

As my journey down the two lane dusty road called country music continues, I stumbled upon this gem below. And my mama always taught me not to be rude by ignoring a question when I’m asked. Even if you do, ya know, rhyme “looking” with… “looking”. . So, Mr. Shelton, I’ve nicely narrowed my succinct reply to what you’ll see below. Who I am when you’re not looking. Enjoy. I.. Read More

“Just Kidding” = Joke Suicide

It’s so rare that I come across a blogger, youtuber, or anyone on the net in general who can make me laugh. It takes a certain kind of scathing humor. So when I came across Mr. Adam Buckley, I couldn’t help but laugh, sift through our common hatred of current “music”, and eventually learn that I’m not the only one who gets livid when others can’t “take a joke”: Much.. Read More