Who knew the ancient Egyptians thought the humble dung beetle was sacred? The Houseguest, that's who. And she was determined to tell me all about it — whether I wanted to hear about it or not.
Do I enjoy working as a copywriter? Usually. But some days, I'd rather have bamboo splinters shoved under my fingernails.
The opioid addiction crisis is out of control. I've had a number of drug addicts or recovering addicts in my car. What's going on is just crazy.
Despite the innuendo, click-bait title, and juvenile humor, there is a decided lack of porn in this post. Just me being abused by my crappy ISP. Again.
Starbucks, my old nemesis, we meet again. But this time, I'm onto you.