Meetzorp

I was thinking of the time, back in my D&D playing days, when our party was exploring an abandoned fort and some of them found some high zoot booze and proceeded to get shit-waller-wasted. The party cleric was like, “oh, I think the fuck not,” and...

One of the many things my Mom taught me was how to handle myself around men I didn’t trust. Which is to say, stay on your toes, keep your eyes open, keep your elbows up, and be ready to raise hell. When I was in high school, I came to grief by a boy...

When I was around ten or eleven years old, my Dad got a call from a man who was restoring his 1962 Volkswagen and needed to have his engine rebuilt. He wanted to keep it stock, rebuilding the original 40-horse, if at all possible. “Not a problem,” my...

Weyhey! The brilliant thing about restarting my blog is that nobody gives a gold plated good golly gosh about blogs anymore and I can write whatever I goddamn want and there’s a strong chance that the best part of nobody will ever lay an eyeball upon...