Each week you pick a theme, I’ll provide 5 songs to fit that theme!
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Theme of the Week:
Surviving a drive from Canada to Florida with 3 kids and a husband who likes Nickelback while being chased by Zombies
This weeks winner is the hilarious blogger Ordinary Childhood. Check out her awesome blog ‘The Ordinary Adventures of Javier Antonio‘ Read the rest of this entry »
Story by Kloipy (Seth Dombach)
She closed the book, placed it on the table, and finally, decided to walk through the door. Her first inclination was to rush back inside. The sunlight was too bright and her eyes burned in a whitewashed haze. She was startled by the sound of an ailing engine as a car sped down the road toward the town. The smell outside was at once sweet and acrid. To her left, and behind the tree line, black towers of smoke rose up into the sky smothering the bright blue of the afternoon. She listened as the wind picked up and could start to see the first orange licks of the fire pushing it’s way through the woods. She stooped down to pull her slippers off, resting her hip against the railing of the porch. She was aware of her toes and the way the wood felt underneath them. Feeling each footfall, she made her way down the steps and out on to the grass which was soft and still a bit damp from the morning. Read the rest of this entry »
I have a problem with Road Rage. I can’t help it. I’m usually a very low-key, slow to anger type of person. However, when I get behind the wheel I turn into some steroid-addled Hulk wannabe. Now, I don’t go out of my way to hurt someone or even flip the bird, but what I do is loudly provide some commentary inside my car or give the ‘I know what you did’ glare. People driving past me must think I’m insane. My windows are up and my eyes are bugged out and my lips are constantly forming expletives.
With that said, here are some reasons why I should see some Drive-Angry Therapy Read the rest of this entry »
*note* this will be a new series of features written from stories from my life if anyone has any desire to read that.
It is so strange when we get that feeling. The feeling that is called up from our past by some random event. Sometimes it is a seeing a picture or reading something that had been forgotten. For me it is all about the setting. A moment that seems to be constructed just in order to make you remember. You never know when it is going to sneak up on you but it is unmistakable like a whisper in your ear. Sometimes it is like being an archeologist in your own mind. Dusting off the subconscious and trying to make sense of the hieroglyphics on the wall. And I love the feeling; it is the most pleasurable nostalgia. Read the rest of this entry »
Each week you pick a theme, I’ll provide 5 songs to fit that theme!
Read the rest of the article to find out the winner and songs!
Theme of the Week:
Fantastic Friday
Misheard Lyics will be coming soon! Get your votes in now for future installs! Read the rest of this entry »
If you haven’t heard here’s the story:
Bill Wisth is a 350lb man who is protesting a local Wisconsin ‘All You Can Eat’ restaurant because they cut him off after he ate 12 pieces of fried fish. He threw a fit and the restaurant staff was kind enough to send him on his labored-breathing way with eight more pieces of fried fish. Read the rest of this entry »
(Lots of profanity in this one)
Somehow I managed to go 10 whole years without watching Battlefield Earth. I had heard the stories, read the reviews, but nothing ever brought me to just watch this cinematic Titanic. My best friend had told me about it a few weeks ago and it sounded hilarious so I said that we should watch it. I had no idea what was in store for me.
Battlefield Earth is one of the dumbest fucking movies I have ever seen and I’ve seen some really dumb shit before. But nothing can quite top the complete ineptitude of Battlefield Earth. If I can say anything good about this movie, it’s that it is fucking hilarious in how god-awful it is. There isn’t one moment that isn’t filled with stupidity. Read the rest of this entry »
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