Not a lot to say at the moment. I hesitate to write anything at all. Because I hate feeling all gloomy and shit, and because anything I write could be used as evidence against me. (cue Arlo Guthrie for the rest of the massacre). Trust me, what’s rattling around my brain ain’t pretty. So, hey, […]
Washing Machine Drama 2007, relayed in a series of vignettes: Me: “Oh shit, the washer won’t drain.” Beautiful wife: “Perhaps something is stuck in the drain, like a sock.” Me: “No, it has to be something more Manly than that.” Me being manly: Fuck with machine. Research on internet. Fuck with machine. Research on internet. […]
So is she. Oh, and yeah, still hot. (thanks to JoBlo. Click for more pics, interview, droolability)