I’ve been watching my WordPress Dashboard for some time now with great interest like the good Type-5A obsessive that I am. While all of the usual statistics are there to scratch my “check on that” itch, I noticed a recurring thing a few months ago with some Read more »
I just ate a juicy but cooked chunk of pork chop fat. Every time I eat pork like that, I think to myself, “Fuck you, Osama motherfuckingincestuousgoatfuckerbastard Bin Laden, we fucking win!”
Just getting my own little jihad on…
I’ve enjoyed the ongoing dubious honor of being reminded on a regular basis these past few years that growing older has side effects. Initially, these friendly reminders were positive. Sort of small PSA’s aimed at letting me know I’d arrived in a sense. Silver sidewalls, worldly-looking lines etched in a weathered face that hinted at experience and wisdom. People take you seriously… Read more »
Okay, sure. Accuse me of bandwagoning here and doing a Mother’s Day post. But a quick check of my bio-RAM and the old Rants posts tells me I’ve never done one of these before. So you can think Read more »
There is nothing quite like waking up and realizing with your first movement that you have a crushing headache. This was me today as I flailed Read more »
I am quite certain that is particular section of the Rantionary is of particular interest to everyone out there who subjects themselves to my posts each day, and for obvious reasons. The letter F is clearly a gold mine of Rantalicious words, all of them unfit for use in even impolite company, and some of which could get your ass beat down hard when used in bars frequented Read more »
[Editor's Note: Please welcome BrainRants, Stuph Maphia™. Funny story. A few weeks ago 1jaded1 asked me if I read BrainRants. I thought she was confused and meant brainsnorts, and I said yes without further thought. Then a day or two later I received a comment from BrainRants and then realized that I was the one who was confused.