#June2020
Weekend Open Bar: Ride The Dusk!
Hey-o, hey-o, hey! Yeah, can you tell I got nothing, friends? Nothing much crackling right now, this Friday afternoon. However, the weekend? I’m not really sure! As I mentioned earlier this week, my anniversary is on Saturday. But, Sam has a busy weekend of yoga training, and I’ve got an inclination to celebrate it during more placid times. So, where does that leave me? Probably gaming, reading, and stroking!
In other words, business as usual. Which is okay. Which is okay! I mean, right? It’s gotta be okay, because it’s gotta be this way.
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Wednesday Afternoon Commute: Take a fucking breath!
I’m late, but I’m here, motherfuckers! Here with another Monday Morning Commute! The weekly catch-all column where we (usually just me screaming into the wind, tbh) gather to share what we’ve have been enjoying the past week. What we’re going to be enjoying this week. And, generally just fucking around. I’ll go first, because I’m tardy as fuck. But, I hope you’ll join me in the comments section. Let’s go, comrades!
Views From The Space-Ship: you can almost smell it
It’s Desktop Thursdays! On a Friday! Per usual! I’m slime, I’m tardy, I’m tardy slime, but I’m your tardy slime, no? Anyways, anyhoo. Here it is! A private look into my life, for the entire internet. Rewriting the concept of private, but, if nothing is private anymore, maybe everything is private? Or maybe I’m just too amped up on a good night’s sleep, hundreds upon hundreds of milligrams of caffeine, and the juice of nice weather to make sense.
None the less, check out this glimpse! Then, share your own in the comments.
Monday Morning Commute: Dunkin’ On Life’s Responsibilities This Week
Man, I ain’t got nothing to do.
Wife’s home. Wood stove pumping a pleasant, hearty heat. Admittedly, an unobtrusive but steady current of holiday corpulence-fueled diarrhea getting me up off the couch. But as I said, unobtrusive. A marginal push, a half-hearted wipe, and I’m back on the couch. Lounging. Admittedly, stank ass’d.
But hey.
Man, I ain’t got nothing to do.
It’s that wonderful liminal state between Christmas and January 2nd. Where the entire world seems slumberous, if not not working.
So let’s spend the hour, the day, the week together. This is Monday Morning Commute! Where we share what we’re enjoying during a given week! So, hark! The Calories and Diarrhea Golems sing! What are you up to? Let’s hang.
‘Cause.
Man, I ain’t got nothing to do.
Monday Morning Commute: See Ya Later, Ya Leadfoots
MondayMondayMonday Morning Commute! It’s the column!
It’s my one-year anniversary today, yo. The Wife and I. Dang hitched. I don’t feel much regarding it, though. Spoke about it with the better half, and we’re both like, you know. Shrug emoji. The date that sticks out to the both of us is our initial date. Feels more genuine than the $20,000+ back-patting we threw for…our parents a year ago.
I mean, don’t get me wrong.
It was a great night.
