Monthly Archives: August 2013

It’s a done deal, folks. We’re bombing Syria. I heard all I need to hear in about 30 seconds of John Kerry shitting from the mouth and reading exactly 1 paragraph of a POTUS speech. Sadly we’ve bombed so many … Continue reading →

Today I wish to discuss an extremely important event in American history. No, I’m not talking about the 50th anniversary of the MLK ”I have a dream” speech. Frankly I’m over it. The speech embarrasses me. Not the speech itself, which … Continue reading →

If I die before I finish this blog, tell the world my story. Feel like my guts are going to fall out of my ass at any moment. It all started innocently enough with Dad whispering to me at 5am, … Continue reading →

I know–I said the same thing about Facebook. But the hashtags must be stopped. They’re awful. People use them in media that don’t support click-through or linkage for hashtags. In fact I’m willing to bet they are used far more in … Continue reading →

(What Would Ted Do) Gambling is illegal at Bushwood, sir, and I never slice.

Contestant #1 hails from the Blue Line this morning, Oak Park stop, 7:55am. Weighing in at really fucking fat, and sporting a pair of comically small round sunglasses that looked like a pince-nez on his fat head, though no Teddy … Continue reading →

Maybe you want a BIG NAME or a fast-talking real estate huckster who sees your shoes as being occupied by a dollar sign. Perhaps it is a giant national real estate monolith you seek with brand recognition and legions of … Continue reading →

This is my niece, Lacey Underall.