- Los Angeles, California, USA
- October 22
- Charming young lady, with sharp tongue and vocabulary of a seasoned longshoreman, who carries in her handbag worn and tattered membership cards to the Mayflower Society and Daughters of the American Revolution, for which her dues are in arrears.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Taking Florida Off The Map
October 26, 2013 12:37PM
- Blaming The Dead
September 08, 2013 08:25PM
- Are You a Chaturbartor? (NSFW)
June 30, 2013 08:02PM
- Birds 'n' Bees - Surly Style
April 14, 2013 02:23PM
- More Than Vajazzling, My Twat
February 20, 2013 07:28PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “That wouldn't be the
first photo of my ass that
taken off the
May 22, 2012 11:43PM
- “Good catch.
He was born in 1954.”
April 20, 2012 01:05PM
June 27, 2011 11:25PM
- “Well at least you
cleaned the carpets before I
April 22, 2011 12:14AM
- “Betcha can't guess what
my favourite word is...
April 03, 2011 09:39PM
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But that's all just anecdotal evidence of reasons why we should turn Flo… Read full post »
We give the dead a lot of credit. Sometimes more credit than they deserve. We act as though, even dead, they are present and passing judgement on our every move and utterance.
We are forever putting words in their mouths.
“If your grandmother was alive she would say…”
“Dear A… Read full post »
You and I both know you shouldn’t be reading my blog at work. I don’t know why I always have to remind you of that. But now we can both rest assured that you’ve been warned that this post isn’t safe for the workplace. Moving on…
Everybody’s always askin’ me… Read full post »
So. Yeah. It’s been a while since I posted. I’ve been busy. I have a life. You have a life. I thought we were both going along swimmingly. Well, that is until this week. Apparently some of you need me to explain the facts of life to you.
This post is flat out NSFW – which means don’t fuckin’ look at it at work. Some of these links might just get your ass in all kinds of trouble.
Yeah. I can see the look of confusion on your face. Mixed with a small amount of curiosity and revulsion. Lookit!… Read full post »
Yeah. Like you’ve never done it. Liar. Whatever.
We all have our dark little secrets. Things we’d rather polite people not know about us. Things we do that we think other people don’t notice. How many times have you seen some guy scratch his ass and follow up… Read full post »
Y’all know I’m not a vain woman. Lord, vanity got kicked to the kerb about the same time my eyebrows fell out. You can’t think you’re all that when you don’t have an eyebrow to raise in disdain at lesser mortals. Not that I don’t think I’m better than you &rs… Read full post »
You'd probably not be surprised to discover that I don't have a lot of friends. I mean sure, I have friends. I'm not The Cipher in the Snow by any means. I have 331 friends of Facebook at last count. What I don't have are a lot of good close lifelong… Read full post »
Yeah. I know you're thinking "We already heard about Hostess, Surly." Bully for you. I'm not the town crier. I'm not here to tell you that Hostess is going bankrupt, or to debate whether or not the Twinkie is really dead. Sure, sure. Someone will probably buy it,/… Read full post »
Since we've already established I'm all good with sex, sexy, and sexually deviant, we'll skip past the part where I clarify my street cred on the subject and that I'm all about the live and let live, and get to the heart of the matter.… Read full post »
Get your mind out of the gutter. I'm not talking about you and me getting wet and naked. Lord knows no one wants to see that happen. And it's not that I'm worried about one of us dropping the soap, although Dave does have some hesitation and would prefer if I… Read full post »
(Author's note: This post was originally posted on 09/09/2009. It is being reposted on the anniversary of my sister's passing.)
Parrish 'n' Me
Your aunt and I would like to give you a gift for the ages. "Marry well and often." You heard it here first.
I woke up Sunday morning feeling a little bit more than worse for wear. Word to those who live at sea level - drinking at high altitudes gives you a bitch of a hangover. Normally I can drink like the girl from good Irish stock that I am, but I've been… Read full post »
Okay. So I'm not sporting a lot of street cred on the food blogger front. I know this. My recipe card collection has a small following of fans who get my romance with offensive food photography. Many of them, however, may be surprised to discover that even with my love for… Read full post »
Y'all know I'm not one for the cheesy Hallmark holidays. My mother has become accustomed to being denied a bouquet of flowers and a Whitman's Sampler on Mother's Day, and well, when refer to your father as Fuck Face, Father's Day is pretty much a no brainer. While I wouldn't mind… Read full post »
Um. You know, I can hear you. You're saying to yourself "Good God she's going to go on about her dead sister again. Yeah, yeah, we know already. You have a sister and she's dead. That doesn't make you special. This isn't a meme that's going to go viral Surly. Give… Read full post »
I don't know much about playing cards. I can play a mean game of Go Fish!, but for the most part the extent of my knowledge and experience playing card games is limited to pushing buttons on a video poker machine. However, it should be noted that I did pay for… Read full post »
Okay. So really. I just don't get it. I don't get this whole Kardashian thing. I really don't. I've tried to watch their shows, but for the life of me I can't find a single redeeming thing about them. They are forever bickering, whinging, or talking absolute drivel. That is… Read full post »
So the other night Dave and I went to see Elvis Costello perform. This was a much awaited and anticipated night out. After all it was Elvis, the man who Dave fully understands I will leave his sorry ass for at the drop of a guitar pick. There's just… Read full post »
Years ago my cousin Daniela would say "You're such an adult!" with the same accusatory tone that you'd say "You're such an asshole!" Being an adult was the worst possible thing of which she could conceive. For the most part I would have to agree with her. Being an adult… Read full post »
So, as most of y'all know I work from home. No, I'm not some middle aged guy in my underwear doing telemarketing out of my mother's basement you smart ass. I work in a nice home office in my pajamas and fuzzy slippers with labretards snoring at my feet. To give… Read full post »
So, as I was laying on the massage table at the Korean bathhouse this afternoon, I started thinking about my friend Molly's father. No, not in that dirty "happy finish" kind of way you're thinking. Sheesh. You people really need to get cable TV. Lord. It's Sunday. I need to bitch… Read full post »
This is a story I wrote after the passing of a friend that I was subsequently asked to read at her memorial service. Stella, affectionately known as Christopher Robin amongst her friends for her often childlike innocence, was a professional athlete who in her twenties held the world record for… Read full post »