The Land of the Misplaced Apostrophe's

Random comments about last night: When a new gayby (young, either newly-out or new to the scene gay man) says he has not seen The Sound o...

It is an injustice universally acknowledged that when invited to a birthday party at which über-creamy mac and cheese mixed with andouille s...

Things have kinda switched around here since a post I made a few years back about what makes Christmas...well, Christmas. The new stuff: ...

Quick update for my millions of minions. In Kona. Gorgeous. Starbucks for my legal speed before a workout, but gee, it's nice to have so...

Note to self: when the office has a 3-day weekend, don't bother keeping your Saturday mornings open! Lucky me, I'm the only person i...

Glee , I'm done with you. Furreals now. Yeah, some of you who know my erstwhile fanaticism may question this, but the most recent episod...

Slow day down here at work. Colleagues have all left for the day, and my stomach commenced to grumbling for lunch. So I traipsed on down to ...

So, a minor update on yours truly before we get to the subject matter you all came to enjoy. Woke up bright and early to a crisp, sunny morn...

I'm sitting here in PDX, waiting on a flight back to Denver that's now delayed 2.5 or 3.5 hours, depending on whether I believe the ...

AKA ramblings on why I'm glad the holiday season is (almost) over* ====== Item the first: Jägermeister is NOT my friend. Item the second...

Or: Foods that make my life worth living. Cinnamon. Like coffee for Seattleites. I'm pretty certain that without cinnamon, I might shri...

It pains me that 1) I can't find a single picture of the glorious candy that was once lime Starbursts, and 2) that so many people nowada...

First off: No, that is not misspelled. Well, yes it is, but it's intentional. Sic. To spell it correctly is to get the Jucy Lucy all wro...