Coconuts, Monkeys, Tradition, and Booze

Coconuts, Monkeys, Tradition, and Booze

Now that Christmas over and everybody’s holiday cheer has been poisoned by bitter relatives and travel reminiscent of a bad peyote trip, I’d like to talk about all things Yule. I’ll hurry, since I ought to be editing right now. I rate this Christmas as bizarre.  It...

Thanksgiving Sucks

Dear Mr. Thanksgiving Turkey, Greetings. You don’t know me, but I’m the guy who told Santa Claus to kiss my ass in September. Sadly, when I sent him a Halloween card it came back with the address scratched out, and scrawled in crayon on the envelope was: “North Pole...