Storms and homophobia What’s up everybody? I think I will need to classify this week’s edition of my column as another round of brain vomit.
Some weeks I have such a clear vision of what I want to write about and other weeks, I write with no rhyme or reason as to why the subjects are in the same column.
Thus, brain vomit. If nothing else, it gives you an idea of the inner workings of my mind and how completely messed up I am.
Enjoy. Last night while trying to watch Alone, one of my favorite shows, we had a hardcore, fast-moving storm come through. The rain was coming sideways and under the front door, leaving a huge puddle.