I must be doing something right, as another blogger who identifies herself as a “punk” tossed this tape measure at me yesterday and let me know I “measure up.” I assume she means above the waist, but considering my streaking rampage through an Iowa cornfield after watching “Old School” a few years back, I can’t [...]
11.06across the divide
I decided last night that I’d challenge the laws governing the space-time continuum and actually talk, in person, to some other bloggers from Atlanta. I know, you’re thinking the results could very well mirror Jennifer McFly’s meeting her 30-years-ago self, which resulted in syncope, but could very well have resulted in mass catastrophe. I [...]




