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Back to Basics
It was just about 6 months ago now that I was in the process of transcribing some old stand-up routines to story form (like this one on the Clap), because I don’t do much live performance anymore and thought I might be able to salvage some of the m...
No Time for Love, Dr. Jones!
But luckily, there was time to write a guest post on Jillian Approved!, so please swing by her site and check out: I Didn’t Land on “King of Rock”, “King of Rock” Landed on Me; and tell her .45 sent ya!...
Required Slacker Reading
Lately I’ve been of the mind of recalling some of my favorite slacker literature. The previous statement is total bullshit, however, considering the fact that I wrote this a while ago and set it to future-post. But just for the sake of this lead-in...
Out of Order
[…] cold medicine, allergy, sleep, Vicodin, girl-on-girl internet publishing, acupuncture, mushrooms, phone sex, an exit visa; anything I hope will make me feel betterSHARETHIS.addEntry({ title: "Out of Order", url: "http://45caliberweb.com/humor/c...
The Shit List
Not to long ago my husband and I were at a friend’s house. There we were, sitting in the garage enjoying an assortment of beers and salty snacks when my stomach decided to go on strike. This presented me with a dilemma I was unused to: Do I mak...
Gone Phishing
I’m still working on some things because Claire’s been cracking the whip on me, but before the week’s out I just wanted to take a minute to first thank Qelqoth for his contribution to the Headspace. He always makes me laugh and I co...
Friday Filler!
[…] I can’t tell you who these special guests will be, but I can tell you that I would trust them with my blog like I would trust them with my sister, which is to say, I don’t have a sister....
Ask .45, Again
[…] Clueless housewife humor holds no appeal for me. I already know that babies shit everywhere; I don’t need to read the continuing analysis of this supposed amazing revelation 87,000 times/day on Technorati. Just stick their noses in it and lay...
High Honors
[…] Internet Explorer is like the Grandma panty of web browsers. Sure everybody’s got a pair, but if you’re wearing them it’s either laundry day or you’re on the rag. Either way, not very sexy....
My Tortured, Lonely Vote
[…] Now, I’m no NASA scientist, but I have been known to volunteer my consulting services to anyone in Google’s engineering department that I can reach by viral E-mail campaign. In return, they tell me that an average of 500 visitors/month is g...
Up the Academy
[…] I’m a walking body bag. If my body’s a temple, it’s the Temple of Doom. There’s even a little bald dude in there that rips out chicks’ hearts....
On My Deflowering
I just received news that I’ve won the What Was Willy Reading? contest over at Offendedblogger.com. I’m really beside myself, literally; I was cloned somehow. I wish my mom were still talking to me, because I know she’d be proud of her son’s ...
Sicko This Country
[…] I haven’t been to a doctor in years, aside from semi-regular STD screenings that are necessary for me to continue having promiscuous sex. Even to get these screenings, I must first prove that I am high-risk by bringing photos of myself having...
My Bloody Valentine
[…] I used to make a practice of littering my personal information around in the hopes of having my identity stolen. My identity hasn’t been doing me much good and if some Nigerian con ring wants to assume the insurmountable debt and FBI record, ...
I Called Her .22
[…] They said they didn’t know for dogs, but were plenty knowledgeable about internet sex slavery, selling “decommissioned” warheads to Muslims, and smuggling conflict diamonds for the De Beers Corporation....
Dirty-Knuckled Playground Bully
[…] As one who appreciates help in being directed to things I may enjoy, I am saddened to know that I can no longer find this help on Amazon, unless fool enough to accept guidance from people that watch Grey’s Anatomy. […]...
Party Like It’s 2011
[…] I don’t carry a phone because it makes it too easy for the sleeper cells I infiltrate to zero in on my location after I’ve sabotaged their operations. This always makes chicks both impressed and afraid for my safety […]...
Deranged Canvas of Revenge, Part 2
[…] She always had to do the most expensive thing just because it was the most expensive thing and she might be seen at a good table. This would’ve been okay, since I sure as hell wasn't paying; except I'd be looking at this thimble-sized $200 st...
Deranged Canvas of Revenge, Part 1
[…] “You’re not still expecting that raise I promised, are you? That was just pillow talk, and I didn’t appreciate that sonogram thingy in my PowerPoint.” […]...
