Thanks 2016, but don’t let the door hit you…

Here we are at another New Year’s Eve. Don’t worry, I won’t be lamenting my New Year’s Eve Millenium nightmare (I won’t even link it.) I’m not sad. I’m just…different this year. Along with most of the world, or at least the rest of the world I follow on social media, I joined in the […]

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Walk, drink and walk some more… Part IV – Still in Iceland

I didn’t go on this trip to fall in love, or even lust, with some Nordic looking tall freak of nature. That’s a good thing, because it didn’t happen. It was nice to fantasize about though before I landed. Once I actually arrived, my OCD took over and I was so obsessed with my overzealous […]

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Drink, Walk and Drink Some More (Iceland Part III)

One of the things I wanted to do in Iceland was ride an Icelandic horse through the lava fields.  Iceland’s terrain is often described as a moonscape, but by people who’ve never been to the moon. There’s craters, and rocky black soil, but also bright red clay and moss. There aren’t any trees like you would call […]

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On birthdays and cheap wine

Today is my birthday…another trip around the sun. My liver is still holding on. My skin is still looking good, thanks to a sadistic new discovery called microneedling, aka the vampire facial. It basically involves jabbing microscopic needles into your face to cause regeneration. Kind of like an X-Men mutant process. I could support that superpower. […]

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An explanation for my absence

I need to apologize to all 12 of my loyal readers for my absence of late. After three years of on-and-off writing and 17 pounds of stress eating, I finally was inspired to finish my first screenplay. Unfortunately that means that my limited brain cells the wine has not killed off could not multi-task and […]

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Liveblogging the first debate / praying for a meteor strike

Against my better judgment I am going to attempt to liveblog the first Clinton-Trump debate. Anything short of a folding chair getting smashed over Lester Holt’s head will be terribly disappointing. 8:55 Bill Clinton managed to avoid staring at Melania’s cleavage. I’m impressed. But the camera cut away from Ivanka, so he may have snuck […]

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