A photographic collection of vanity license plates, from the clever and witty to the inane and idiotic, to the family-friendly, sports-enthused, and patriotic. Every day, a new plate.
All week it was 70 degrees. I was walking my dog in a tank top (me in the tank top, not the dog, although I'm going to work on making that happen). Today, it was windy as hell and cold. In other words, it's time to officially say
Apparently in Celtic mythology, Aeval was a fairy queen who held a midnight court to determine whether or not husbands were doing a satisfactory job of keeping their wives happy in the bedroom.
Read Meg's new piece for Refinery29!
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It's just a slideshow of me being a lonely, snarky asshole, but I still
call that journalism when I go home for the holidays.
A (Misanthropic) Look At The ...
Winter Blows
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I drove past a church yesterday with this sign outside: It’s so cold, even
the people doing God’s work are pretty much like, “Yeah, fuck it.”
I'm a huge Washington Capitals fan, I love reading and writing to the point that I recently completed my (useless) Master's in English, and I am the proud owner of the most handsome dog of all time (that's not him in my profile picture, though, because his identity must be protected)