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“The easiest kind of relationship for me is with ten thousand people. The hardest is with one.” – Joan Baez As regular readers know, things have been fucking crazy here at Hacienda Chicago for the last, well… year, year and a half. A while. I’ve been crazy and spastic and greiving and exhausted and sometimes, […]

So, say you had this friend. You find her very attractive. She happens to be married and has four kids, and she takes you into her confidence and admits that her husband is an abusive fuck who’s raped her, abused the kids, and threatened to kill her. What would you do? 1) tell her that’s

“Do you want to know how to eliminate terrorism? I’ll tell you. In fact, I’ll tell you about something that no one else knows. Something that has never been written about. You will be amazed, but it is true. Listen.” Woman, be a patriot! Marry yourself off for the cause! On the one hand, giving

Nobody gets their lame asses in here before 9am on Friday: the HR Manager and the Design Center Director both have every Friday off, and nobody’s fucking been to work this whole week, cause when we’re slow, everybody’s encouraged to take their vacation time, including our ever-punctual receptionist. So I walked in this morning to

heh heh. I am easily amused. (thanks, Jenn!)

And yet, I have so few vices left…

It’s Red vs. Blue, only all apocalyptic and shit.

For your reading pleasure. It’s good for you.

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops?Oh, yea, right. I got out of my first speeding ticket because the cop used to work for my parents. Small towns! 2. Do you close your eyes on roller coasters?No. 3. When’s the last time you’ve been sledding?What a poorly constructed sentence. 4. Would you rather

I’m reminded of why I’ve kept this job for so long. Cause for several months during the summer, I get paid to write and play computer games for 8 hours every day. Man.