Archive for the 'My brain needs a drink' Category

A Personal Collection of Indestructible Coping Mechanisms Forged in the White-Hot Furnace of My Neurosis

Sunday, February 21st, 2010

My thought processes are an ever-shifting harmonic convergence of festering doubt and mewling anxiety. The human brain is a wonder, marvelous in its ability to twist events into something so far removed from reality as to be unrecognizable. (Or to qualify, in certain notable and best forgotten incidences, as certifiably insane.) Since there is no [...]

They’re Not Challenges, They’re Opportunities. So Sayeth Pollyanna and Her Minions.

Wednesday, January 20th, 2010

Social Enculturation As It Applies To Women and Anger Is a Real Bitch

Wednesday, January 13th, 2010

Layer Eight Wants Chicken Pot Pie

Thursday, December 10th, 2009

Chips Please, Hold the Sandwich

Wednesday, December 9th, 2009

The Relaxer

Tuesday, November 24th, 2009

The Answer is 42

Friday, November 20th, 2009

Calvin Coolidge. Apparently.

Wednesday, November 11th, 2009

In The “It’s About Damn Time” Category…

Monday, November 9th, 2009

I Should Stop Boasting About My Balderdash Prowess Before I Lose It Altogether

Thursday, October 22nd, 2009