I actually called a plumber one time. But ONLY after piercing a water supply pipe to add a water line for ice an maker. So I decided to add my own water supply to our fridge for the built-in ice maker. First, I felt it was important to identify the correct pipe in the wall.… Continue reading DIY, or Whatever (repost)
Then there are those days when I hide from the doorbell because what kind of twat waffle shows up unannounced?!? I mean at least a text message would ease my mind! “Oh, it was just UPS.” Well it could have just as easily been a lunatic, but whatever.
Texas is not just a haven, it’s a state of mind. When you’re here, you have to understand that it is not at all weird to wave to strangers or make small talk in the liquor store. Even less strange to see someone walking down a farm to market road carrying a shotgun or rifle!… Continue reading 5 Things You May Not Know About Texas! (Even if you do, keep reading!)
People seem to be all about Do It Yourself stuff these days… I love being able to handle certain things on my own and without the massive expenses incurred from paying someone to do what I could have done. Although, sometimes I wonder if paying an expert would be cheaper than a trip to the emergency… Continue reading Why Women Live Longer than Men!
Why are people assholes? Rather, why do people believe that they have the inalienable right to be such assholes? I was reading a story of a woman whose Facebook post went viral because she was insulted by another woman wearing a “Coexist” t-shirt! That’s like getting arrested wearing a shirt that says “Guilty as Charged,”… Continue reading Just Be Nice!
I try really hard to refrain from “dating” my material. This is something that I like to practice in order to keep my content relevant.
Listen, I don’t know what I am doing. Does that make sense? I have been pretending to be an adult all this time, but really I’m just a kid trapped in an adult’s body! Only I’m not nearly as adorable as Tom Hank’s character in the movie “Big.”
My point here is that I used to do cool stuff with people who let me hang out with them and we were good like that. What in the actual fuck happened?
Growing up in various boroughs in and around Dallas, I wasn’t keenly aware of my social status until I was around 11 years old. It was then that I realized exactly how poor my family was. I just always assumed that drive-by shootings, german cockroaches and used drug needles were problems that everyone dealt with. I never… Continue reading Being Poor Used to Suck
I finally had what I needed. I was very tired by now, but I valiantly re-installed the new radiator, and filled the thing with coolant. After checking everything, I buttoned it all up for the night.