Posts Tagged ‘my dog rules’

Recently for my birthday, a friend gave me the gift of coupons. A small book chock full of rebates, all ready to be clipped along the dotted lines. But instead of 50% off steak entrees and two-for-one car washes, all the coupons were limited to one particular store — a local pharmacy. My friend decided [...]

I was recently reading about the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator. It’s a personality assessment test developed by Carl Jung to measure psychological preferences in how people perceive the world and make decisions. There are 16 different personality types. Baskin Robbins has 31 different flavors, but I digress. Curious, I went ahead and took the test. Since [...]

Last week, I had the misfortune of working in a dusty old warehouse, dealing with dusty boxes, looking through dusty papers, breathing in dusty air. Did I mention there was a lot of dust? Because there was. Everywhere. Dust. Being continually exposed to such depressing surroundings has a way of bringing you down. As if [...]

man rules

Posted: February 16, 2009 in peek shores!!?
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disclaimer: I was pretty drunk & tired when I drew this so you’ll have to excuse how disproportionate everything is.

kielbasa

Posted: February 8, 2009 in r-flection!#
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Recently, I learned something about the opposite sex . . . or so I think. Girlfriend: My butt is getting huge. I feel like I should lose weight. Me: There’s a new gym that just opened down the street; they prbly have some great membership deals right now. Check it out! Wrong. Immediately she thinks [...]

The latest Miss America was just crowned. Congratulations Katie Stam AKA Ms. Indiana. Congrats for what? I’m not really sure. I don’t get the point of beauty pageants. At all. Take away the audience, take away the cameras broadcasting the show to millions thousands of viewers around the world, and what do you have?