I've always been fascinated by history and genealogy, so it's been somewhat ironic that I know so little about my family history. So I ordered a DNA test to see what kind of genetic surprises might be hiding in the Layton woodpile.
Category: Humor
Burn, Baby! Burn!
When I was thirteen and the old man asked me to prep the barbecue grill, I thought to myself how hard can it be? Well, I was about to find out.
When the Universe Hates Your Guts
You know, I wouldn't say I have terrible luck, but it definitely trends toward being consistently on the poor side. I knew this when I was living on a shoe string budget. But everything had been going along just fine...
When a Gold Digger Goes in for the Kill
It's weird when you meet someone whose behavior is so out there they seem almost like a caricature. I met a young woman yesterday who is a real-life gold digger — or at least who was stretching her wings and trying it out.
Three Ways to Ruin My Movie Experience
When I’m spending my hard earned cash to watch a movie, I want to have an immersive, enjoyable experience free of distraction. With that being said, three things are guaranteed to ruin my experience and make me feel homicidal.
Airport Chaos with Uber Passengers
Do you like picking people up at the airport? I've always hated it. So it's somewhat ironic that it's one of my preferred spots when I'm driving for Uber — except when I get that one passenger who makes me hate my life.
Battle of the Apples
Wow, it's been over a year since the Houseguest started renting a room. How time flies! In celebration, I thought I'd look back and share one of our earlier misunderstandings.
Help! I’ve Been Poisoned!
When we were kids, my mom always told us to never take candy from strangers. But she never said anything about a full meal.
How Not to Burn Your House Down
So the Persian New Year known as Nowruz is almost here. Are you excited? Yeah, I didn’t have it on my calendar either, but the Houseguest asked me to help her mark it with a simple fire ceremony.
Man versus Asparagus
Being a single guy and cooking for yourself is tough — at least it is if you're me — unless you consider baking a shitload of asparagus to be cooking.