By some strange confluence of events, you've gotten to the website of, well, my names on here somewhere. But I'm not gonna make it that easy for you to find it. I'm sure the google ninjas out there should have no problem finding it.
This is my outlet for whatever I want. There's some humor, some reflection, some politcs and a lot of saracasm. But, most importantly a few observations of strange situations and stupid people I encounter around D.C. (and if you pronounce it Warshington I hate you already).
If you really want to know more click on the "About" tab above the crazy kid with the hairspray and lighter. It's all a bit self-serving and long-winded. But it's why I write.
Tonight was my nephews 3rd birthday. I was 45 minutes late to the party at My Gym. I told my cousin I would be there for it on time (I’m never on time for anything). Because of work, I was late. I was more disappointed that I was late to this than anything I have had to attend for a while. I’m not sure what this says about me, but I am more than okay with it. Happy Birthday Topher!
SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARKKK!!!!!!
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