November 15th is National Clean Out Your Refrigerator Day. Well, I did, and found this little gem in my crisper. I have no idea what it is, or how long it has been there. But thanks to a bleach-based cleanser and sponge my refrigerator is now clean. And apparently, mold-free. I would like to apologize […]

My Kinda Party

If you know King, then you know he enjoys a good time. And if you ever go to a bar with him, there are three constants to keep in mind: You will drink You will eventually be asked to leave He will lose his debit card or cell phone; or both Now normally I would […]

You And Tequila

After the Good Friday Tornado swept through St. Louis last spring, a few friends got together to help move debris from Crowe Dog’s house.  And by debris, I mean trees. I know I’ve written about our cleanup efforts previously, but I’ve yet to mention ‘The Chainsaw Incident of 2011’. Here’s the short version. Tom bought […]

You Ain’t Seen Nothing Yet

I didn’t get to sleep until 3 AM last night. After the long 4th of July weekend, I guess my body didn’t recognize the need for rest without being passed out. I made a list for my doctor’s appointment next week. Most of these involve some sort of pain and/or paranoia. They are in no […]

The Real Slim Shady

So I’m sitting in the locker room today at the gym. I had just gotten there and wanted to send a quick text message. There was an older, fatter man sitting in the same section – naked. “Put away that cell phone,” he said. “What?” I asked. “Cell phones aren’t allowed in the locker room. […]

She Sells Sanctuary

I noticed this mattress sitting on my neighbor’s patio the other night. I knew the girl that used to live there had moved out, so I was a little concerned about the new neighbors. “Maybe they’re moving things around inside and needed the space,” someone said. “Maybe,” I replied. The following morning I ran into […]


Road Trip to Kansas City last weekend… Friday My buddy Wil E. Coyote let me ride shotgun as he had been in St. Louis all week, and can’t stand being alone. I cracked a cold one about halfway, and turned the radio to the Grateful Dead station on XM. Wil E.’s not much of a […]