Many would argue that there is really no such thing as a "shitty tattoo." It can be poorly done, a divisive image, or in a bad location, but any work of art (no matter how creative) on the body is arguably "un-shitty." I disagree entirely--surprise! And this is coming from someone with only two tattoos:… Continue reading The Fine Art of the Shitty Tattoo
Yeah, I'm a fuckin' fairy! Fuck you! I ain't no pussy-ass pixie-throwin' tinkerballs, motherfucker. I mean, yeah, I do throw pixie dust, but that's only, like, eight-and-a-motherfuckin-half-percent of my fuckin' job. All you cunts wanna hate on me, but I don't fuckin' give a shit. I ain't no tooth-stealin' pillow pusher. I may be a… Continue reading Fuck You: Confessions of an Urban Fairy
Usually I don't like talking about my dreams. I often reflect on them and they tend to mean more to me than they probably should (given the circumstances), but...whatever...they're my dreams and I'll do what I want with them. There's almost nothing that I hate listening to more than someone babble on and on about… Continue reading Dream a Little Dream
Once in awhile, I'll happen upon something that I will--for a short time--consider the "Greatest Thing Ever." While this practice is often more spasmodic and arguably useless than Keith Olbermann's lists of Best and Worst Persons in the World, it often serves to satiate my otherwise excruciating somnambulism during the average work-day. Just about every… Continue reading Gryffindor FTW!!