My first winter Christmas, featuring terrorism and chocolate crackles.
Thinking far too hard on a trip to the Motherland.
Yes, I ate a God-damn Twinkie.
Canned cranberries, tofurkey and getting your junk touched by the TSA — that’s how you celebrate Thanksgiving. I think.
In which I learn and share interesting facts about getting on the piss in Oregon.
Doing Pumpkin Day the proper way: with junk food and pumpkins.
“Let’s go.” “We can’t.” “Why not?” “We’re waiting for Obama.”
Grab your flanno and Starbucks mug and travel with me to Seattle, Washington.
This city is barking mad (oy).
Exploring new frontiers in blogging.