I love doing comedy, but I hate promoting myself.
Pretty self explanatory.
Should life have a ‘delete post’, button?
Is my life as good as I make it out to be on Facebook?
I had a period of writer’s block and tried to at least write something with this piece. I found it in my drafts folder and figured it would be a nice B-Side blog. Enjoy reading me slip into madness…
Keep whatever you want in Christmas. I like to post this one yearly.
Sometimes crying doesn’t help.
It’s a metaphor. Do something, anything…just don’t piss yourself.
Just when things couldn’t get any shittier…
I woke up naked last week, on the 23rd floor of a high-rise condomnium…