How Bout Those Kansas City Swifties!

How Bout Those Kansas City Swifties!

If the Chiefs win the Super Bowl, I’ll win about $1,800 on my futures bets. I have $250 to win $2,058. A futures bet means I bet them before it was vogue to be a Chiefs fan. Now every dumbass Swiftie jumps on this band wagon, and it’s too late for me to...
Despite All My Rage

Despite All My Rage

I had come off 3 putting from 18 feet, hitting my first putt about 12 feet. This was my 2nd double bogey of the day through 12 holes, and my other was a 1 ft tap in miss. I was playing about as well as I can with a 41 front from the blues at Lederach. I hit a nice 3...
What To Do?

What To Do?

The top comments I get in person about this blog are 2 fold: You don’t post enough Your posts are shitty Evan tells me he doesn’t visit because posts don’t automatically, uhhh post, on X any longer which is true, however, he could find it if he...
Things I Think About: Sobriety

Things I Think About: Sobriety

I drink regularly. While my days of blacking out are (mostly) over, I still enjoy a few beers or glasses of wine most weekends, with the occasional ‘go-hard’ night mixed in. When I was younger, my binge drinking was arguably a problem, but I would never...
I Would Not Survive the Past

I Would Not Survive the Past

I finished a book called Essex Dogs by Dan Jones. It was one of Anthony Jeselnik’s top 10 books of 2023. I’m not a huge fan of Anthony Jeselnik, and you’d be correct in asking why I’m following his opinion. Why not listen to Stephen King or J.K...
I Cut the Cord. Now I Need Help.

I Cut the Cord. Now I Need Help.

In 7th grade, a kid named Matt used to call me flat-head. He was, by all definitions, a bully. In math class, he would sit at the desk behind me, put his feet on the back of my desk, and shake my desk as much as he could. One day, after enough torment, I stabbed down...