I’ve never been a fan. If you read my blog on a regular basis, you know why. If not, stay tuned. I’ve always known they were a family oriented business which espouses traditional...
The most depressing thing about a Sunday night is that it precedes Monday morning. The weekend is winding down and in a matter of 12 hours or so, my pasty white one will be...
As a result of my self diagnosed case of OCD, I sit here at lunch (chicken sandwich, tater tots, starlight mints) listening to the radio, reading tweets, and checking my blog stats. Typically when...
Like it or not ladies and gentlemen, there’s nothing like a groggy Monday morning to inspire cynical blog material. Granted, a Monday morning usually doesn’t inspire a whole lot of any material for...