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Merry Bitchmas!

Hello there!  You know what day it is … yep, it’s the day that America’s shitty humans forget how to operate their motor vehicles, but nevertheless take to the nation’s roads and highways in droves.  Oh, and it’s Christmas, too. Merry Christmas, but back to the point. What is it about this time of year that causes […]

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Pie Chart Friday: Cats In Your Japants edition

Everything questionable but unquestionably weird is popular in Japan, including (probably) Two Girls and One Cup and (definitely!) any and all P-Diddy Making the Band creations. I’m not sure why this is, but I am intrigued and willing to take my chance in furtherance of a successful career filled with drugs, sex, rock ‘n roll, […]

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Pie Chart Friday: No Chart edition

For a moment there, I forgot this whole blogging thing actually required me to do something aside from surfing the internet all day at work and having in-depth philosophical conversations with my cat in the evenings, usually while he is licking his ass and/or ripping holes in my couches. So my apologies to anyone out […]

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Pie Chart Friday: Sprained edition

Two weeks ago, I sprained my ankle and/or broke my foot (the jury is still out on medicine), simply by being ambulatory.  I’m talented, what can I say.  Then, last weekend, I re-sprained it, performing exactly the same activity.  There was talent oozing all over the place, you should have been there–but I probably wouldn’t […]

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Pie Chart Friday: Adam Sandler edition

I hate Adam Sandler.  I can honestly say that aside from a few funny comments and/or scenes here and there in his movies–generally on account of someone not Adam Sandler–I don’t like a single one.  So I wasn’t a bit surprised when a phrase from Grown Ups was thrown around last night without me catching […]

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