When To Admit You Have a Problem


As a child, growing up in Ohio, I thought a potato chip was a potato chip. When you only ever eat one brand, you have no reason to think any differently. Then, I grew up, went out into the world and ate potato chips of all makes and models. One day, I came to the…
Boots up in 7 seconds! No traditional hard drive! No need for anti-virus software! Never worry about anything. Google will take care of it for you. Get on-board Google’s new Chrome OS. This is my favorite part – “Chrome OS netbooks will not have traditional hard disk drives — they will rely on non-volatile flash…
– OR – There’s a Fine Line Between Good Customer Service and Being a Creeper I’ve been a magnet for bizarre customer service this week. Granted, the first one I kind of had coming. That doesn’t make it any less creepy. I mean, just because a young couple in love falls asleep on a raft…
Facebook Status Update Provides Alibi I’m not saying that anyone here is lying. But calling this a “rock-solid” alibi is hardly accurate. I guess what I’m saying is, if any of you are planning on committing a crime anytime soon, just shoot me the date and time of your impending law-breakin’ and your Facebook password…
When we were traveling across the country, one of our hotels was right next to an IHOP. While we don’t normally risk eating in restaurants, as the likelihood that I will end up in an MSG and other nasty food additive haze and then come crashing down with a throbbing headache and a bad attitude…
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The women of my family crave coffee. It’s an entirely DNA-based hormonal thing, a need that will cause physical weakness and emotional anguish if it goes unfulfilled. I know this, and do not fight it.
Mmmmm, here I am at the coffee shop like every day, mostly working. Today I’m having an iced carmel latte, simple yet satisifing. Today I’m dedicating my daily coffee to you, Riley Lashea.
*tips cup in laptop’s direction.