I don't think I've ever written a Wordless Wednesday post. If I did, I probably didn't do it right. I mean, I'm allegedly writing one now and I'm already on my third sentence. But sentences are ok, right? It's not called Sentenceless Wednesday, now is it? So all…
I'm a little melancholy today. Don't panic, I promise this isn't all doom and gloom. There's plenty of obscenities, ass smacking, unicorns, bunnies, and gangsta rap if you just stick with me to the end. It's just been a funny week so I'm having trouble focusing. One of my favorite…
First and most importantly: Do you remember my pony/unicorn named Apocalypse/Mildred/Starbrite? (No, I can't officially settle on a name until I'm forced to make a decision. I need the pressure. I do this at restaurants too and it makes Rocco crazy. I narrow it down to three or so options…
