My life mantra has become “Let’s get weird”. In fact, I’m pretty sure that’s what I want it to say on my tombstone. So I’ve decided to throw a monthly party in celebration of getting weird. It’s called Freaky-Deaky Fridays. And… It’s a Costume Box Dance Party! and it happens

It’s true, the marriage of smut and cheap hooch in a disco haze has been done many ways in many places in this pueblo, but over the past nine years rarely has it been done as well, or more importantly, as genuinely as it has in the gamey darkness of

 This is what I look like when I’m moving. Or, drunk. Or both. I haven’t written anything in a while because I have been moving. And maybe drunk? Perhaps a giggly combination of the two. But I’ve been happy, too, which always makes spilling my guts onto the internet a

Anyone who has spent anything more than 5 minutes with me knows I love to tell stories…ok fine, I’m a blabbermouth. But I also love to hear them too. I mean who doesn’t right (and don’t say “deaf people” asshole)? And since you’re reading this site I imagine you also

If you’re like me, the snooze button on your alarm clock is not optional, it’s necessary.  Only a minor detail of my unhealthy sleep patterns includes my 49 minute snooze cycle each morning, which inevitably leaves me with unbrushed hair and half-brushed teeth as I stumble out the door just

If I hear a woman talk about chivalry being dead one more time, I’m going to take her to dinner and not pay for it. Then I’m going to make a pee-puddle and put her cardigan over it so I don’t get my heels wet. OKCupid has provided me with

Doc Holliday’s gives me the impression that some rich schmuck got bored and decided to helicopter in a small Midwestern bar into Manhattan’s Lower East Side neighborhood. It might have something to do with the old school country music and classic rock springing from the speakers. Maybe it was the

  Here comes Peter Cottontail…  In America, we celebrate Easter with pagan symbols such as life-size bunnies and colorful eggs. In most other Christian countries , they are still stuck on that whole Jesus thing. For any of you that used to get dragged to church by your parents, you