Monthly Archives: April 2017

Do the Dew. Ey’s. 24 Hour Readathon. Or Don’t. I’m Not Your Book Boss. But I Could Be For a Nominal Fee.

Zomg, y’all.  I read books. El Capitan Obvisauce reporting for duty, right? If you’ve gleaned anything from the sparse tumbleweed zone of this here blog or any of my socially awkward media outposts, it’s probably book related.  This weekend(Saturday 5amPST-Sunday 5amPST, to be ridic specif about it), I’m reading for fun and super fun happy social times for Dewey’s 24… Read more →

Facebook: The Ultra Annoying Wind Beneath My Wings Who Rants About Politics And Care Bears

Photo credit: Foter.com Fucking Facebook, AMIRITECANIGETANAMENHOLLABACKGURL. I tried to quit it, but it pulled me back.  Who run the world?  Marky Z, that’s who. All of my son’s activities connect through Facebook groups and without an account, I would not have the fresh 411 on all of his extracurricular shenanigans.  Which blows.  Because I love a good shenanigan.  But I… Read more →