Tag Archives: randomness
Somehow right when the season changes from Summer to Fall, my mood makes me crave all things bleak, dreary and dark. Dark, Gothic music; edgy, noir-ish films; deeply tragic poetry; the literature of despair; and black or purple wannabe Uggs. It’s all one big gloomy cloud that itches to be fed and wrapped up in my nephew’s favorite blanket which resides on my sofa. (Forget it, kiddo – that’s mine! 😛 ) Continue reading
The proof that I’ve kinda, sorta had it with this place is that I’m now entering subversive text into my Administrative Assistant Procedure Manual. Continue reading
And, if you happen to reside in the Southeast/Brewster/Patterson NY area, consider Dr. Allison. She was always fantastic with Freeta the “Lion-Cat” (whose picture you might still see on the front-desk bulletin board) and treats all kinds of animals & birds.
*Best read with Mr. Moviephone’s voice in your head to enhance dramatic tone. Roll tape!
AS IF A NIGHTMARE, DEAD-END JOB WASN’T BAD ENOUGH – SNARKNADO! is NOW. Scanning. IN!…
NOT just another ANGRY ADMIN … BEYOND your everyday SARDONIC SECRETARY – her witticisms punctuated by the blood-red lips of a snark-slashed smile…
Seven-years jaded & increasingly resentful OF THE MUTATING MOUNTAINS OF PAPER ON HER DESK and the pitiful complaints of Professional Idiots,
SHE’S… …HAD… …ENOUGH!
I have a bunch of questions. There are WTF thoughts plaguing the remaining rational area(s) of my brain and I. NEED ANSWERS, PEOPLE! In my humble opinion there is just way too much stupidity and a seemingly endless number of mind-boggling mysteries on a daily basis for me to stand. Continue reading
So recently I’ve come to the conclusion that the brilliant novel-draft I’ve been sort of working on & saving for the past 5 years should be trashed. Continue reading
Dear Hank Moody,
You’re just not present anymore. I mean, you’re technically there in each and every new episode of this final season but what in the name of all things Karen & Becca have they done with my brilliantly damaged literary wunderkind? Where is my sexy, drunk, bad-boy hero?
Not since Esai Morales strutted his hot, gangster ass down Chicago’s South Side as Paco Moreno have I crushed on a bad-boy so hard. Continue reading
In honor of all the rain in the Northeast this week, here is a story from my days as a dispatcher at that black-car service in Brooklyn where wanna-be ghetto biatches reigned and all drinking was done ON-SHIFT while pressing the foot-pedal of our two-way radio. Continue reading
Sometimes things don’t translate well in a text conversation. There can often be typos, awkward auto-correct fails and just your basic, human misinterpretation. If you add to this a stay-at-home dad who’s also kind of a hop-head, hilarity and predictably a little frustration will surely ensue… Continue reading
Happy Birthday, Dave Gahan! – and who does NOT love them some-a THIS!?? 😉
Happy Monday, followers! I will now occasionally be blogging over at Showcaine.com, which is a great new blog out of my hometown of Brooklyn, NY. Check them out, check out their YouTube show and definitely read my post! (Excerpted below)
Americans, we are not THAT stupid…
Do as nature intended, my friends, and make a conscious effort. Unlike some very popular government propaganda, this stuff you see on TV WILL actually kill your brain cells. LIFT a hand; RAISE it to toast a ban on the banishment of the American intellect. Just please don’t cave in to the convenience of plastic handles for those bottles…