I guess that the
"honeymoon phase"
of our marriage is over.

My wife threatened me the other day; said that she was "going to finger me until her hand went numb".

I have a good mind to record the whole thing.

Love is merciless the way it travels and keeps emitting this strange energy.

Yes, I know what time it is.
It's almost 2:30 In the morning.

All I wanted to know, was if you wanted to play outside with me.

I encourage everyone to be a little bit more of a weirdo than you were yesterday.

I'll handle the larger portion.

Yet again, Blerr is discovered hanging with a bad crowd...

I will always love...

the false image that I had of you.

I've seen some pretty things in my life; but then I spend way too much time naked in front of the bathroom mirror.

You go girl...
poop like no one is listening

Different doesn't begin
to describe me.

Well, I guess that's it then.

All we have to do now is seek retribution and revenge.

A comic panel that Blerr might approve...

Joan Jett- Flashback- Mary Tyler Moore Theme- Love Is All Around (on Letterman in 1996)

I was going to post something about drugs yesterday (4/20), but I didn't want you to think that I do drugs; especially when I was I was coming down off my oxycodone.

I tried being normal, but being extraordinary came so natural for me.

Sometimes I take Blerr to the dog park to make her feel superior.

What kitten?!?

Product that I endorse:

Normally I favor Berres coffee, but I came across this and discovered a robust flavor that I'm enjoying this morning.

Do you ever feel like a backup singer for your emotional immaturity?

I don't post for validation;
I post because
I'm deeply disturbed.

You never listen to me,

...but then again, I'm just
words on a screen.

I enjoyed it, but it's a very clichéd science fiction trope.

I would desire my feelings be less chaotic, and seated quietly.