Desperate Times Call For Desperate Blogging...
According to the forecast, it’s going to start snowing here about five o’clock, and continue through May. Sugartit Sunday morning coming down, my friends. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via Reddit Share with Stumblers Tweet about it Subscribe to the comments on this post
Since I don’t really know anyone in Cincinnati, I joined a county-wide Facebook group. After one week of listening to them, I’ve decided that instead of cheering for the Reds or Bengals, I’m just going to root for meth lab explosions. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via Reddit Share with […]
Eating at a nice brunch place (that is neither a house of waffles nor pancakes). My waitress has a machine gun tattooed on her bicep. And not in a “Welcome to the gun show, ha-ha” sort of way. It’s more of a line-drawing, “Viva la revolucion” kind of thing, which makes me scared to ask. […]
My doctor said I need more fiber in my diet, so today I got my footlong Subway meatball sandwich on wicker.
It’s gone too far. I saw a guy at my grocery store cleaning the glass doors in the frozen foods section while wearing one of those BlueTooth Ear Phones. You know, in case somebody needed to urgently reach him while he was squeegeing the front of the lasagna case. Remember back when everybody in the […]
My one-day battle at Red Lobster against the forces of Endless Shrimp.
Reid vs. a multi-headed spammer. Hail Hydra.
Now you can get Reid’s random comedy delivered hot, fresh, and free to your email.
The best way to make Christmas even less fun is to start it in November.
Reid goes from author to indie author overnight. How big of a step backwards is it? Small misstep, or drink-yourself-into-a-coma big?
Some tips on writing from Reid, which will be of no help to you at all.
For those of you who are fans of sports, commercials, controversy, halftime shows, fistfights, and all of the other things that go into a Super Bowl, my annual award-winning* Super Bowl Timeline is up now at ProjectShanks.com, featuring lines like… 9:57pm – The Seahawks get a miracle catch to get the ball down inside the […]
Even though I don’t have cable, Time Warner Cable keeps trying to send strange men to my house. Are they a cable company or Craiglist?
The ongoing saga of Reid trying to get his satellite television turned off.
For those of you looking for some extra comedy in your daily diet, I’m doing a wine review column for Project Shanks.com. And as some of you know, I didn’t actually drink any alcohol until I was forty, so bear in mind that everything I taste goes down pretty awful.
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