For the love of Pete, why can’t I just leave well enough alone??? My dad once said that ‘Just because the sun shines out of your ass, that doesn’t mean it’ll warm the world”. As much as that dude makes me want to kick a toddler, he’s right. After seeing Marlboro Man at the match... Continue Reading →

I’m sad. I should be packing for Missouri right now. Gun Games are this week and I should be there, but I’m not. Why not? Thanks for asking. See, I made a complete ass of myself last year- I think I referenced that in a past post. What I neglected to mention is how, and... Continue Reading →