I’m not famous. Or even Fame-ish. Fame-ish-ish at best—and only in certain, super small circle of weirdos like me. With…
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There’s only one thing better than getting Genevieve, the Fix published—turning Genevieve’s 8-bit self into an amazing sticker! I just…
Give our friends at Georgio's some love. And, they just might give you some love back, like they did with me.
I kinda figured there was something wrong with me—even that I was a goner. I always figured I'd die with an arrow in my back. I'm not sure why. I never considered something as boring as cancer would take me.
I grab my double espresso and large green iced tea and head to my normal spot in the corner, facing the wall. I'm not sure what I'm going to do. The woman was just wrong enough for me to deny everything and roll my eyes with a clear conscience. And, it doesn't take more than a quick google search to find out that X-ray glasses are only real in science fiction. But, how did she know that I have have X-ray vision?
For years I’ve held tight to David Letterman’s saying, “If it’s worth doing, it’s worth overdoing.” I still believe it…