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Archive for January, 2007

When I was in college, Erica Lynn was one of my best girlfriends. Erica Lynn was a fun girl and we often went bar hopping together. Sometimes, when she got […]
Original post: Have You Ever Had a Friend Urinate in Your Bed? I Have.

I think I was around 19 years old when I became mildly interested in my co-worker, Jack. I fancied his voice and when you’re young, dumb, and pumped full of […]
Original post: Dating is Competitive Manipulation

Husband:  I just did something very ‘white trash.’
V:  What’s that?
Husband:  I went outside to check the mail wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts, a t-shirt and a pair […]
Original post: White Trash?

As I gain more time to do what I like, I find it increasingly hard to find ways to entertain myself. When I only had an hour or two a […]
Original post: Raise Your Hand, Asshole

As I gain more time to do what I like, I find it increasingly hard to find ways to entertain myself. When I only had an hour or two […]
Original post: Raise Your Hand, Fucker

Yesterday was my birthday, so I had to make a trip to the DMV to get my new sticker. The line was shockingly short and I was taken care of […]
Original post: It is Less Painful to Embrace Defeat Rather Than Cross the DMV

At the time of this writing, I have had 10 articles make it to the main page of digg and receive multiple votes. In addition to that, I have had […]
Original post: Not Everything I Write Deserves to be on Digg

For some strange reason, I want the people who buy ads from me to get a good deal. However, considering that I don’t buy ads for myself, I really don’t […]
Original post: Advertising

I’m sitting in a restaurant booth across from Mark when he suddenly turns somber.
“V….” he says to me, “I think I may be an alcoholic.”
I eye him suspiciously, “When did […]
Original post: If You’re Functioning, You’re Not An Alcoholic

Brother:  Wow, this looks like a ‘no fun’ room. What are you doing?
V:  Reading. The people on the Internet are crucifying me.
Brother:  Why now?
V:  Well, I wrote a story about […]
Original post: Apologies Don’t Mean Jack and What Happened to John

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