DC and I are hosting a S’up Cuz booth Mondo Bazaar at the Gladstone from 10-5!

To my American friends may you be thankful despite (in spite?) of current circumstances, be able to spend quality time with family and/or those you love, eat your weight in turkey & most importantly do all this without pants.

The Dark Side:
Got mashed over by busy city streets and craptacular drivers. I need some new driving swears, does anybody have some favourites that can help embolden my road rage?

S’Great To Be Me!
Time to ignite cigars and brew some seriously serious tea: just got Decoded Jay-Z’s new book. Phone is off the hook, pants off my legs and all due respect to my employers, but, yo I’m off the grind till this tome is done.

What the crazy: “some clowns in Montreal founded a project called the Trickster Effect.”

Over orange juice my senior lady friend tells me about her “boyfriend” who is 86 years old. During lunch he leaned forward and whispered: “My Dear: your presence fills a void in my life.”

“Look Dad: no hands AND side to side,” said the little boy at the urinal next to me, which is why I have fresh piss on my right shoe.

When (not if) the Zombie Apocalypse occurs I wonder if the irony will be lost on Vegetarians who’ve turned.

I wish people—ok fine…girls—were like movies and came with trailers.

Just finished watching the second episode of The Walking Dead. Rest assured if you get bit I will put you down. Immediately. No hesitation no compassion.