I’m going to go out there and try my best and try not to play with myself.

Ok darlings, who wants to go in halfsies? I’ve always wanted to go to Vancouver have dinner with Callum Keith Rennie and if I have to buy my way into it, then I dammit, I have to buy my way into it.
Also, to the asshat who oops didn’t see the HORSE TRAILER on the New [...]

Top 5 (7) At The Mo

There are two very silly things I’ve become afraid of lately. These couple of things aren’t quite up to par with my fear of bees or my fear of an asteroid hitting the earth, but they’re important in their own right to be sure. The first thing (which really has no bearing on this post) [...]

An open letter to Callum Keith Rennie

Dear Sir:
I know how much you like to play golf and to that end I am extending you an invitation to come play the most challenging 18 holes of golf that nature (with a little help from some tiny red glass lampshades we bought from an old guy at a garage sale) has ever created. [...]

Callum Keith Rennie and stuff

I am so grumpy today that I feel like my skin is too small for my body. Or maybe it’s these jeans that have me feeling so confined. The universe is trying to cheer me up, but it’s just not working. Not even the thought of my birthday in 2 days is doing anything for [...]