Dread Poets Sobriety

  • “Elevenses”

    Good morrow chaps, chapettes and chapsticks, you know who you are. An analogy I’ve been mentally kicking the tires on of late goes as follows; life is like playdough session. Having never been partial to boxed chocolates one must extrapolate. Anyway, let’s consider, your parents, (guardians whatever), provide you with what is essentially an arbitrary Continue reading

  • Zero Divided

    Salutations! To the dog’s pouty chagrin, instead of embarking on the 3rd walk of our still relatively new day- you and I can embark on a journey of a different sort. Full disclosure, we will be burning a sum total of zero calories, I claim no mental health benefits, and the overwhelming likelihood is that Continue reading

  • 360, No-Scope

    Threetings two one and all! Good morning, howdy, what’s good? You have been thusly threeted. We have a topic of the grandest importance to discuss prior to poem this morning… British ways of saying things that are vastly superior to our humble “across the pond” alternatives. Identity Parade. Who the hell wants to be in Continue reading