Monthly Archives: June 2013

THIS IS AN 8 CUP VACUUM SIPHON POT: IT WILL RENDER UNTO AMANDA COFFEE THAT…WHICH…IS, UHM AMANDA’S, AND SHIT. GOD, I HATE THE BIBLE SOMETIMES. STEP ONE: PUT ON THE MUPPET SHOW: STEP TWO: FILL POT WITH WATER STEP THREE: … Continue reading →

I know how much you all like to make fun of me, so let me tell you a story called, “Amand-r and the Smoke Detector That Won’t Stop Fucking Beeping.” That’s pretty much the story. Like if I had told … Continue reading →

An oldie but goodie, as I move myself to a new blog, I thought I’d do some reruns: I was just thinking about how I don’t cook anymore, because the one person who would have eaten it isn’t here anymore, … Continue reading →

Me: Grammar is like math. I understand grammar. It’s like…when you approach a story and say to yourself, “Okay then, what am I trying to convey with this shit?” Because I don’t fucking know. I wrote this thing, and here … Continue reading →