as are all who enter the bowels of such an establishment. I mean, look… the crazies assemble there: I must admit, when I have to go there, I enter with all the feelings of dread and despair a toddler must feel… when she must sit on the lap of a strange, large man dressed in [...]

It took me years… YEARS, people to garner enough courage to utilize the Carnival Room of Mirrors that some pople at the gym call a “weight room”. I still call it a Carnival Room of Mirrors. It is quite cruel really. Back when I lived in Cali – So Cal, yo… I belonged to a [...]

I’m feeling a wee-bit like a cranky kermudgeon (andIdon’tcareifIspelledthatwrong). It’s just the little things that are making me feel like I am being continuously ever-so-lightly flicked on the forehead continuously… I have a list. Bitter-miserable souls are good list-makers. At least there is some good in here somewhere. The air-brushed fakey perfection of women in [...]

Fridge Friday seems to be on an extended vacation, so in the spirit of continued alliterative title-ness — I single handedly just came up with “For Cryin’ Out Loud! Friday”. I know, my brain is amazing.  I snapped the following 2 pictures when I went to Seabrook about a month ago – with a few girlfriends. [...]