Don’t Tell The Toaster, But…

I need to keep this brief; the toaster has been giving me the evil eye all day, and I think that’s because it knows that I’m about to talk about feelings. I’ve known something was wrong ever since it burned my toast, even though I had it set to two (out of ten), and [...]

Liver! Feelings! Robots!

Late-night Greek food leaves something to be desired, and I think the stewed goose livers that I thoroughly enjoyed at about three o’clock this morning might not have been the best idea after all. To be honest, I have absolutely no idea what it was, but after years of eating at Taco Bell, that’s [...]