I'm still spending way too much time online, surfing the dregs of the Interwebz, and finding some seriously disturbing things...but at least I'm getting paid for it, right? Last night my dreams were a terrifying mashup of I Can Has Cheezburger and freaky German shot-in-a-bunker porn (no link for you…
Fiesta o’ Fabulousness
Today I'm hosting my sad little Hoboken Thanksgiving for the handful of orphans I was able to round up. Rocco has yet again banished me from the kitchen. Sure I managed to ruin three cutting boards and break the lemon press, but we're up three blisters and two new scars. …
Concrete
"I just want to go home, stick my tongue in the wife's ass and hang with the kids." That's not exactly the type of thing you expect to hear during a working lunch, right? I've been in my share of weird situations but I still managed to choke on my…