Road Less Traveled

I don’t actually hate my job; I just hate having to do it.  If I could get a do-over, that’d be great. Methinks I’m more “black nails” than “white collar,” but me Elder insisted on formalized schoolin’, so here I be. Should have been an auto mechanic.  Or a doctor, with a specialty in sterilization. …

Along Came a Spider

Once I ate/drank a spider. Aside from being entirely horrifying it actually wasn’t all that bad. Crunchy. Anyways, there’s some news going around about the Celtics head coach banging the wife of a Celtics exec.  Not.  A smart move.  Unlicensed whoobanging with (one of) the boss’s wife?  And you thought maybe you wouldn’t get fired? …