And so it begins…

“Hey, man, remember that drink you made at the Super Bowl party? How’d you make that again?” “Where’d you find that stand for your plasma? I didn’t even know they made those.” “I want to cook dinner for my girl. What was that pasta we had at your place that time?” These are...
Posted On 20 Sep 2006

No Stainer

Beer gets spilled. Ketchup gets dropped. Things happen. And you either pray the stain comes out, or you buy a new shirt. But this is 2006, my friends. The new millennium. The future. We can now laugh at spilled beer. (Actually, you should never laugh at spilled beer, but...
Posted On 19 Sep 2006