Hey interweb, sorry I haven't been around the last couple of weeks. I was sick. Sick of writing for a blog master who doesn't pay me enough. I've negotiated a higher rate of treat payment, so I'm back. At least…
I'm about to make a confession of which I am not proud: I love TV. I don't think I loved TV before TiVo and DVRs, but now, like Depeche Mode, I just can't get enough. And with the Discovery Channel,…
Let's say you're a studly high school senior looking to make a splash at the prom. It's your last year and you want to go out with a bang. But how? Exploding pants? Spiking the punch? Streaking during the coronation…
I mentioned way back in October that Naseem and I were going to start doing some races under the moniker of Team Bacon. We started with 5K runs and...well, honestly that's all I've really bothered to do over the past…
I'll admit it, I'm starting to feel like a bacon wuss. A softy. A pushover. I'm so easily stunned by the news of amazing bacon inventiveness I should be ashamed. Like this lovely hot dog from 4505 Meats. It's uncured…