An embarrassingly long time ago, I started a little something I called my Portrait Project. I had all these grandiose plans of blazing through a portrait a week, solving world hunger, and somehow sculpting my arms into perfect replicas of Michelle Obama's guns. Four months later, I'm way behind on…
Picking Favorites
Welcome to the end of 2009, bitches. I can't decide how I'd rate the year. It was five million times better than 2008, and not just because the lack of toxic chemicals being pumped into my system allowed me to remember and experience the year. That certainly helped, though. Then…
NaBloPoMo
I don't know if you've heard, but I'm the teensy weensiest bit Type A. And yet, somehow I'm also incredibly good at unemployment. What can I tell you, Interwebz? I'm an enigma. The last time I enjoyed unemployment was fresh from my "downsizing" at Columbia Records. (That is a story…