Category Archives: observations
things I see and must speak on, son!
We attended a wedding at the Majestic Colonial Result in Punta Cana, Playa Bávaro, Dominican Republic. This was my first experience at an all inclusive hotel and my second trip to a Caribbean Island, so I’m something at a novice at the experience, but here’s what I learned, both the good and the bad. Read the rest of this entry
Bowling, shopping, video games, coffee… I’ve got it all in this weekend in pictures. PREPARE TO BE ASTOUNDED! Read the rest of this entry
An Open Letter to Men,
Hi guys! I hope you’re doing well, because as a gender… we keep f@cking up. It’s the Twenty First Century, but sexism, sexual assault and rape are still running rampant. Not only does the Congressional Committee on Global Women’s Issues handle five other things, but it only seems to have only one female member. We can’t even watch a Mad Max reboot without complaining that women have ruined it. Bros, this is not good. Maybe if all of these other bits weren’t a thing, we could get away with the “Dad Bods” idea, but seriously, guys, the least we can do is f@cking exercise. Read the rest of this entry
Every time we stay in a Westin, I can’t help but notice the showers and how they are equipped with one mammoth overhead fixture and then a second detachable shower head that looks like a microphone. And therefore, one can get their Ferris Bueller on. Read the rest of this entry
Ah graffiti artists, how you pull at my heart-strings! They create art and break the law all in one fell swoop. It kinda makes me wish I could draw. I love the detail on the mouth here as we are asked to ponder “Wake up” or “Keep Dreaming?” Those angry eyebrows make me think that waking up is not the prefered course or action and I do find it quite apropos to the airport experience. When one is traveling, you’re detached from the routine and sometimes, it feels that if you could just keep on going and never return home, maybe you’d just “keep dreaming.”
My mind tends to wander when I’m in the bathroom.
When I went outside this morning and found this recycling mess, for some reason, all I could think of was Willem Dafoe’s death in Platoon.
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I’m getting married and I’m pumped up about it! EVERYBODY STOP TRYING TO KILL MY BUZZ! Seriously, society – what’s your problem? Here’s my theory:
Look how big it is! Look! And don’t tell me that it’s not meant for in person. Read the rest of this entry
“You couldn’t fool your mother on the foolingest day of your life if you had a electrified fooling machine!”
CVS is on the cutting edge: I know it’s snobbish to assume no one drives a car that has a cassette deck, but it’s bewildering to see a cassette adapter for sale out in the wild, and for this much! Doesn’t a fiver sound like it should cover it? Strangely enough, I recall that this old hardwired technology worked much better than new fangled FM transmitters as a MP3 player connection solution. (I have such adventures at CVS…)