Tag: Doctor Who

Anger Can Be A Real Hoot!

I looked like this guy except I have hair and less defined pectoral muscles.

I came home seething mad.

The whole bike ride from work I could feel something powerful. A slow warmth seemed to spread the faster I pedaled. I was listening to my regular music and podcasts and nothing obvious was instigating this sensation. Ironically, the harder I pushed myself on the bike path the more intense the warmth became. This surge of powerful energy kept rising. I didn’t think much about it, as I notice some version of this on most Fridays. I was forward thinking to the burrito I would purchase and the Doctor Who I was going to watch. These are exciting thoughts to me. But this time the energy was more intense than usual. READ MORE

Holding Myself Prisoner

Holy shit is this terrifying! How is that little girl not stabbing that monster with a ballpoint? I was just looking for a normal photo of a prisoner's outfit! That thing is evil.

Okay, I’ve been writing about this kind of thing a lot lately, but I have to own something embarrassing.

In my condo I have bay windows in the family room. My windows look out over a courtyard and also across the way at my neighbor’s unit. Since there’s only thirty-three units in the building we all sort of know each other. If you don’t know somebody’s first name you certainly know their face. READ MORE

I am in Denial About My Ability to Take Naps

Okay, she looks good in the cowboy hat. But I look like a doofus.

So, last night my plan was this:

  1. Consume eleven chicken wings and a Diet Sierra Mist
  2. Watch the end of a Doctor Who
  3. Take a thirty minute nap
  4. Write blog post
  5. Fall asleep

First two items I knocked out perfectly. Nobody is better at eating chicken wings and watching Doctor Who. I’m competent at that shit.

Note – I never actually get the “wings” part of chicken wings. They are disappointing and way too much effort for the meat payoff. Drumsticks or bust! READ MORE