It was a cool, foggy San Francisco night. The crickets were chirping, the lulu lemon clad Marina gurls were emerging from their yoga classes and somewhere in the Tenderloin a homeless man was blowing a snot rocket. I had recently moved into a new apartment and was immersed in a riveting episode of Family Guy. I had been putting off unpacking for a
I distinctly remember speaking to the Redneck Costume Barn salesperson on the phone about a week later. She called me to inquire about the whereabouts of The Butt. I searched far and wide, but couldn't find it amongst the rubble in my room at my apartment
This year I continued my tradition of dressing up like a shallow celebrity gurl...I felt like it was only fitting for me to pay homage to Amanda Bynes as she has provided me with hours of entertainment over the past year. That said, I am glad she is finally getting the help she clearly needs.
Happy Halloween, y'all! Cawl me.