Category: tabloids
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So Would That Make You Mr. Lion?
In honor of Bow-Wow-Wow-Yippee-Yo-Yippee-Yay, I’ve decided to change my name. I, too, have been filled with the spirit of reggae (or, at least, a passing fondness of No Doubt) and henceforth, I shall be called, The Poe Lion. (Cuba Gooding, take note. You might be needing to look into a little ol’name change yourself, sweet…
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Does Anyone Know How I Can Subscribe to ‘Less?’
This is what I came home to today: Act my age? What the hell does that mean? I’m 40. What am I supposed to be acting like? Seriously? What is a 40 year old supposed to be acting like? As far as I know, I am in fact acting my age. As a marketing ploy,…
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Sunburns, Manta Rays and Multiple Injuries: Things I Learned in Costa Rica
As I mentioned yesterday, I’m back from Costa Rica and sorta tan! And by tan, I really mean more of a vanilla color. Even this shade shift takes a lot of dedication, involving hours by the pool, high-level sunscreen, and multiple magazines. I usually burn within 30 minutes of the first day of vacation. Almost…
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Kids I’d Like to Hang With. No, Seriously.
I’m not into children. They’re not my jam. Unless they’re boiled and made into jam. On biscuits, I bet they’d be quite nice. It’s kinda funny because we’re looking at houses right now (aka: The Saga, and yes, it continues. It hasn’t been so bad, but we haven’t actually put in any offers yet, and…
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This Makes Us The Last Unmarried Couple in the World
What the What? Angelina Jole and Brad Pitt are engaged? When the hell did this happen? I admit I’ve been distracted this week. My boss is out on vacation and left me to run a global multmedia empire all by myself. And when I say “global,” I mean maaaaaaybe a couple of thousand readers. When…