There are more pleasant ways to wake up from a nap than a Twitter firestorm. If you are still wondering, the answer is yes, I do sleep. After pulling an … Continue reading South City Confessions: Why Twitter induces so much negativity
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South City Confessions: Why the world needs a special “bad driver” police force
“The Wickedly Awful Driver Overwatch Association”
South City Confessions: Appreciate what you have, every single day
Maybe it’s the fact that more than 30 people were gunned down in mass shootings last week. Maybe it’s the fact I drove a guy who had just put his … Continue reading South City Confessions: Appreciate what you have, every single day
South City Confessions: Watching your car grow old is a bittersweet experience
My car and I are having a fight. Over the past few weeks, my once spanking new Hyundai Elantra has decided to go rogue on me, acquiring issue after issue, … Continue reading South City Confessions: Watching your car grow old is a bittersweet experience
South City Confessions: Why the partying life is not for me
Last week, I turned 37, and boy did I live it up. I’m talking brunch at Russell’s on Macklind followed by some cake and treats at my house. Bloody Mary’s … Continue reading South City Confessions: Why the partying life is not for me
South City Confessions: Domestic abuse is one of the world’s biggest problems
There’s always a way out.
South City Confessions: Glass-littering people are the worst, but Kelsey Grammer sure is cool
People who throw glass bottles on the streets are human trash cans and should be beaten to within an inch of their life by old school elderly women who are … Continue reading South City Confessions: Glass-littering people are the worst, but Kelsey Grammer sure is cool
South City Confessions: 10 reasons why “adulting” is a pain in the ass
Sometimes, I miss the good old days of childhood.
South City Confessions: Parents shouldn’t force their kids to play sports
Know when to say “it’s okay to not play”
South City Confessions: I want no part of the single life
Confession: single people scare the shit out of me. I’m not lying. When I drive drunk single souls home every weekend, I hear it all. A woman dressed to kill … Continue reading South City Confessions: I want no part of the single life
Dose of Buffa 