Archive for April, 2011

Daydream Believer

Most of the time I spend behind the wheel of my car I am daydreaming, and in my daydreams I am a survivor.

There are numerous scenarios I pit myself against, usually after ingesting some sort of media revolving around an apocalyptic plot. Continue reading


Tough Crowd

I don’t hate kids.

I talk a big game about how I don’t personally want to procreate, and how annoying kids are. I consistently rant about how people who are pregnant or parents of relatively young children post WAY too much on facebook about their fetuses/kids. As thrilled as I am about your ovaries getting a coat of whitewash, there’s nothing I care less about than how extended your stomach is, or your ultrasound, or how your kid said something stupid that you think is adorable. Why people think kids saying unintelligent things is cute or funny I will never know. Continue reading