December 2009
2 posts
Oh bother. Oops, I mean Brothers.
Tomorrow is Steph’s birthday. And three of my follower’s (no, I’m not going to name drop) are like “Yeah, so…?” Well, I just wanted to let you know that we are going to see “Brothers” and probably go out to eat, and if she plays her cards right, she might get some later. Fortunately not with me, and if I was so unfortunate, I think she’d fold...
No Julia, I'm a Chef I swear. What? Krogers has...
I must admit, I am no cook. I mean, really, of all the things I could be, like a Target worker or something more ambitious like a synchronized swimmer, why would I want to be a cook? So I’ve made a mental note to try to stop pretending to be something I’m not, so the days I played make believe of being a cocky, hot, Jersey Shore guy are no more. Now, I fully recognize myself as a...