Monthly Archives: July 2016

My Little Chipmunk

My boyfriend calls me his little chipmunk. This is not normally a complement. It’s normally something he says when I’m in the middle of cleaning the house, shaving the cats, making three types of salad dressing at the same time and also roasting some vegetables or possibly making home made cat food. ( Because besides …

Gateway to the Eastern Sierras… And Socialism

Highway 395 may be a huge pain in the butt on the weekends but once you get past the ghetto of ugly Victorville about two hours up this lonesome highway you hit the tiny town of Lone Pine. (A town, which interestingly enough only has two bars, or eh, saloons as we would call them in …

God Bless America! Donald Trump Edition

Nothing says God bless America like smacking a Donald Trump piñata until candy bleeds out of his ass. Should I feel bad for encouraging children to beat our future piñata shaped president with a baseball bat? When I was ten-year old I don’t really remember elections but I do remember my hippie parents not liking George …

The Sport of Kings, At Last

This moment captured it best; the moment in time when I stood out at my job. As these two fine young gentlemen in seersucker suits cheered home another winner a giant smile was plastered on my face. Because I love my job. I worked for a company that beat me down for fifteen years. I …