I’m back. With a fury. Sorry for the delay. That thing called real life got in the way. But you’ll be happy to know that real life goes great, not that anyone of you actually cares. So where was I? That’s right. King of the douche bags. PB Millionaire. You might want to read this blog, as a refresher as to who this tool bag...
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Let me start off by saying I am ridiculously excited about this series of blogs that is about to occur. I am literally, literally hyper ventilating about the cynical thoughts that about to come out my brain, down my fingers and into your computer screen. Why am I so excited you ask? Well, let me introduce you to Jim Lawlor. Seems...
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On any given Thursday night there’s a 75 percent chance you will find me at Moondoggies (AKA Dude-Doggies/Line-Doggies) in PB. This jumps greatly to about 90 percent if I don’t have to work on that Friday, which happens to occur every other Friday. The following is a true story that happened a few weeks ago on such a...
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**************Old blog, back posting*********** September 25th, 2008 A while ago, I asked you, the blog reader to help me make a critical decision in my life. How should I go about finding dates. The results are in, the votes have been tallied and it’s official. You fail.You, the blog readers, are completely worthless when it...
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So last week, while wandering around Coronado Island, I was walking by a store and I saw this: Really. Like really. You took traditionally garments from my Mexican people, and whored them up 128 percent. WHAT. First of all, shut up. Secondly, what ridiculous person would even wear sure a terrible looking thing. I mean Mexicans wear...
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