Monthly Archives: September 2014
Bald Art
Last Friday there was an Art Show by our hotel filled with a bunch of pretentious people in visors. I still don’t understand the correlation between art and visors- makes no damn sense. Although my broke-ass will never be able … Continue reading
Judge Judy for President
Monday I woke up to the smoke detector screaming above me 7 a.m. Emily decided to go Chef Ramsay on our asses in an attempt to cook French Toast for the first time. I’m not a fan of breakfast food … Continue reading
Bird Bombs, Obama & Old White Men
Thursday Anita and I participated in the “no cry challenge,” it’s a series of 19 videos on YouTube that are “guaranteed” to make you cry- nuh uh honey. We were both dry eyed and annoyed that these sad-ass videos took … Continue reading
Aspiring Dog Owner
After hitting the snooze button a few times, I greeted Monday morning with a big FU and rolled outta bed. In an attempt to sufficiently “get things done for America” I loaded my tea up with arguably more creamer than … Continue reading
Bearded Men and Art
Friday night started off at Harpos like they usually do, but this time everyone came out. This is a rare occurrence because a lot of my teammates suffer from crippling Netflix addictions- sad really. We played the drinking game 15 … Continue reading
Oh, Joan.
This work week although short- made me want many beers and banana nut muffins. Which cannot happen because I’m trying to “get it right, get it tight,” as Bubba Sparkxxx so eloquently put. Tuesday started off on an interesting note … Continue reading
Kansas City
We packed up our van with enough bags and bodies to successfully run a carnival and set off to Kansas City. Half way thru visually unstimulating Arkansas, we got a call that we need to stop at a hotel for … Continue reading
Better Late Than Never….
First, I’d like to apologize from the bottom of my cattywampus heart about the delay of this blog. I know y’all have been on pins and needles waiting on the release of this pertinent information about my ever exciting life. … Continue reading
Dear Teacher 