I’m clearly terrible because of my tattoos.

But that’s your problem, not mine, really. As I was walking out of Walgreen’s this morning, a rather malevolent looking woman shot me the strangest, most forced smile I’ve seen in a while. Granted, my hair probably looked I just stuck ¬†fork in a socket and I had some really short shorts on. But it… Continue reading I’m clearly terrible because of my tattoos.

No toys in my living room…

… it doesn’t match my decor. Therefore, plain and simple, kid’s shit doesn’t belong in my living room. Or bathroom. Or kitchen. Kids have bedrooms. They can keep their shit in there. I just don’t care to look at legos or batman toys or some godforsaken Pokemon obnoxiousness. Nope. So, while scrolling through the ‘book…… Continue reading No toys in my living room…