September 2010
August 2010
There are many types of boners one can have, though it seems like the only ones that get any attention are ones that are ready-to-fuck boners. That’s nice, but they’re not the best.
About three months ago, I woke up on a glorious Saturday morning with a boner that I had forgot existed. Normally,…
You know I love you. You know I try to do my best to support you yet dis-enable your alcoholism. But please refrain from falling off the wagon and heading to Facebook.
You frighten the children — my children, your other grandchildren, and your own grown children. You annoy those of us not actually frightened by your sniffling, attention-grabbing antics.
And when you reach out to your siblings’ spouses’ families, enforcing the insanity upon them… Well, really.
How much does one need to drink in order to bypass so many known boundaries?
How much forgiveness can people have?
And how can you feign such ignorance after the fact, when it’s right there when you sign-in again?