The general public is stupid. Crazy stupid. "Were you raised by goats??" stupid. Not just "Dang, I locked my keys in the car" stupid. Not just "Crap, I put the case of beer on top of the eggs" stupid. I mean "Let me put a starving wolverine down my pants just to watch it run … Continue reading Why can’t stupidity be painful?
I never thought that my best friends would have been objects instead of people, but here we are. I liked to smoke. I loved to smoke. My favorite time of the day was early morning, with cup of coffee in hand, pack of cigarettes on the table, and an hour to leisurely peruse Facebook and … Continue reading Losing my best friends and it’s great
I had this idea that I would write some grand essay on how great life is and how good it is to write for a living but alas, it just ain't happening. Nothing is really going right today. One thing I've noticed about myself is that I tend to get into a holding pattern for … Continue reading Freaky Friday. Again.
Is the inevitable question when we leave a store larger than a 7-11. It's not dementia, it's traumatic brain injury. This isn't dementia talking, this is traumatic brain injury. It could be the result of stroke, motorcycle wreck, or an IED blowing apart a Humvee in Afghanistan. It's misunderstood, taken too lightly, and exacts a … Continue reading Now, where did we park the car?