Survivalofthebluntest
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You can’t teach an old dog new tricks. A leopard can’t change its spots. Old habits die hard. Not so? I say not. Nothing in life gives me greater pleasure than to disprove. I love having the shock factor up my sleeve and I’ve been known to use it. It’s pretty much all I have
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So, we’re into the second month of the new year already. By now you feel like a failure. You haven’t lost any weight (yet) and you’re smoking like a chimney because your asshole of a boss came back from the festive holidays with a vengeance. To top it off you’re still stuck with your girlfriend
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I have a tendency to self mutilate. I had a terrible case of it this morning while waking up. I convinced myself that it was Saturday and I didn’t have to get up for work. But reality soon smacked me in the face so I crawled out and took a shower. I got dressed and
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Disney is a really good theme for a nursery, right? That’s what my friend decided to go with. She has good taste. I mean she’s friends with me, isn’t she? Her boyfriend also happens to be the cutest thing on two legs. But I digress. So, my friend has been doing some crazy online shopping,
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So the sun set 365 times and left a brand new year on our doorstep, wrapped up tight in a blanket. Now, you can count on people looking back at 2014. It’s natural to reflect back on that which led up to a new beginning. I’m either really fortunate or really forgetful. Because looking back,
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Every Christmas song paints a picture. Whether it’s Boney M’s Little Drummer Boy or Sarah McLachlan’s Wintersong. There’s always mention of snow and mistletoe. It’s time for eggnog and sleigh rides. Stockings are filled and fruitcake’s on display. Christmas carols are sung by sweet angelic voices on every sidewalk. It’s Christmas time! In America. Now,
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It was bound to happen. Completely inevitable. I take no responsibility. I was just browsing iTunes, minding my own business. It was there. I bought it. My first Christmas album. I know. To top it off, it was Boney M. Yeah, I know. Being the rational grown up that I am, I’ll work through this.
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Were The Beatles high when they decided that all we need is love? Maybe they should have said that all we need, are all the things we love. That’s much closer to the truth, right? We love so many things. We love money. We love reading and writing. We love to travel. We love lazy
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Color me irritated. Sometimes, I’m dumbfounded by how unbelievably ignorant people can be. How did you manage to make it this far, sir? The fact that you can tie your own shoelaces astounds me. I like the idea that we live in a world where there’s a tiny little space just for you. All I
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It’s only natural that I start off my blog with a rant. Those who know me will agree when I say that I am very opinionated. Some might even say I’m arrogant, but I’m not stupid, those people have been deleted from my friends list already, so they won’t read this blog or comment. I
René Roberts 