Killing Time

S: I hate casinos. J: I didn’t ask you to like being here. I just asked you to be here. S: I would rather be ordering a peanut butter milkshake at that place we drove past on the way into this god forsaken shit hole. J made gagging noises and pulled a face S, looking … More Killing Time

Q and A

So, my J and I were talking and although we have been friends for some time now and we know a great deal about each other and can safely say we are very familiar with the skeleton’s that lurk in each others closets. On first name high five terms with the demons that hold the … More Q and A

Hell Boy

I was sent this by a friend today. he reckoned it reminded him of me…  my temper and my track record of my own impulse control (or lack thereof) coming back to bite me in the ass. Usually every single time. It made me smile, for several reasons. One, I do indeed have a temper … More Hell Boy