Our household: one woman living with bipolar II, an 8-year old boy struggling with an attention deficit disorder, a 28-month old demon child and a recovering alcoholic. We live in peaceful coexistence. Until the subject of U2 arises. The Ringmistress is rock’n’roll: The Rolling Stones, Headstones, Buck 65 and other shitheads like Hawksley Workman. Le … Continue reading
2008. It’s started with the bottom feeders, online, via Plenty of Fish. I stumbled upon (stalked) her profile on a stormy August evening (more like a clear, mundane August evening). I, The Clown, a thirtysomething soon to be divorced handsome man, father of a 4-yr old boy, shipwrecked in Suburbialand, with a kick-ass PoF profile, … Continue reading