my good friend boar sends me links to easynews porn pretty frequently. just what people do who work from home, we look at porn. and listen to pandora. anyway, he sends me a link to a movie by the realitykings.com, called money talks. basically coming up to people with a video camera, a hot chick…

so you can probably tell i have too much time on my hands and have been using the internet to relieve that. i’m friends with lots of corporations on facebook like popeyes, carlo rossi, new orleans saints, etc. all of these places have a facebook admin that nukes comments like mine. it started with wine…

welp another thanksgiving rolls around. stayed in new orleans for a few reasons which sucks because michelle is in memphis. we’ve talked a few times how weird it is that she’s never met my parents since i seem to introduce most every female in my life to my parents(to prove im not gay). i’m not…

balance exists.

as many of you know…i printed out i think 10 pictures of myself, signed them, framed then and have been handing them out to people. most of my good friends have one and if you are a good friend and haven’t gotten one then you’ll probably get one soon(gotta reorder soon) anyway, i gave nick…

i was thinking earlier as i opened my box of hawaiian shirts that finally got here today. things really worked out for a change. usually my life consists of failure. lots of it. in work, in relationships, pretty much everything. i wish i could go back in time and tell myself “it’s going to work…

I bought some hawaiian shirts off of ebay just because i’m getting kinda low…dunno what happened to a few of them and needed to stock up. I won 6 new ones for $34.00, awesome deal IMO.  I pay for them and then i get this message. —– Hi ******, This is ******* of *******.   I know…

so one night when me and tarrance were walking around uptown and we decided to stop in at the ole buddha belly for some karaoke. details on the night are completely lost to history.  i remember singing Imagine by the Beatles by i did it A Perfect Circle style. some point in the song i…

i think i’ve started answering my own questions from the previous post.  i really need to be less pessimistic about myself. there are plenty of great things about me that would attract someone that i actually consider worthy of my lofty standards for relationship material… definitely nervous, i need to relax and realize who i’m…

fyi i’m totally sober writing this. this line will make sense a few paragraphs below. weekends are the worst when you’re a single male living in the US. your options are basically staying home or leaving the house. a or b. now when you end up leaving the house, you’re going to run into people,…