Painting With Shotguns XXVI

News-flavored News!
I got shit going on. Nothing particularly world-ending or mind-bending, but it’s some shit, and it’s dang well going on.
First, DIY Days NYC registration is open. You’re going, right? I mean, if you’re anywhere in the Northeast, c’mon. You’re going. I know you are. You want to hear me stammer through a talk about [...]

Painting With Shotguns XXV

Our Dog Is The Most Expensive Dog In The World
No. Seriously. Since the beginning, this dog has metaphorically eaten thousands of dollars of our cash. Like, right out of our wallets and bank accounts. She’s a financial hoover, this one. Siphoning our children’s college educations.
It’s because she has constant health problems. Pro-tip? Do not buy [...]

Painting With Shotguns XXIV

So –
Blah blah blah.
Boom. Shotguns. Paint.
You know the drill.
But before we get into it, lemme ask you: do you like the Painting With Shotguns weekly deal? It’s a nice way for me to just… vomit forth a throatload of nonsense for all to see with little to no rhyme or reason, and I (personally) like [...]

Painting With Shotguns XXIII

Once more comes the time to engage in the slapdash, nonsensical blogjaculation known as “Painting With Shotguns.”
Today, in the 23rd installment, we talk about:

Twitter (again!)
Sexy massages (scandalous!)
Work update (ew, boring!)
Links (these don’t taste like sausage or golf!)

Two shells. Barrel closed.
One double-barrel buckshot enema, coming right up.
More Terribleminds Twitter Talk, Now With 10% More “Who Gives [...]

Painting With Shotguns XXII: The Whiteout Edition

I figure I’ll go ahead and pump a few rounds of wisdom into your eye sockets earlier than normal this week, because.. well, I dunno why. Because this is my blog, that’s why. Nothing you can do can stop me. Hey. Hey! Stop pawing at me! You can’t have it! Get your greasy flippers off [...]