November 2009
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The Facebook De-tagging Break-up
Call her Mom and EACH AND EVERY ONE of her friends on her way home. She’ll need their support and the time to devise new curse words to hurl at you on many, many websites in the coming days. I’ll personally award extra credit to her friends who corner him the next day at the office and ask, ever so gently, ‘So, Mr. Wussie-Ass, just who do you think you’re going to date now? No one. That’s who. Because everyone read this blog post and knows you’re the Facebook detagging breakup weenie.”
I’ll Never Understand This One
I’ll never understand the above quasi-politician (but full-on reality celebrity’s) popularity. The valuable cyber-real estate of whammyjuice.com shall not be used to bore you with my political views, of which I have about three.
Rest assured, I’m just perplexed by the atmosphere around her. And just in case Sarah stumbles upon this post, I believe all [...]
Out Past Curfew
Now that we’ve been married for close to eight years it seems all of our family and friends know they shouldn’t call us past 8 or 9 o’clock at night. We’ll be passed out by then.
Please excuse my procrastination
Dearest Lisa (and both of my other readers. (Hi Mom!)),
Earlier this week I was overcome with my own excitement. I know the email I sent was marked “Really Ultra-High Importance,” but the status was more indicative of mild mania that had overtaken my brain rather than the entertainment value to pour out of it. In [...]