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Who wants to get paid no money to do a thankless job with long hours, and very small windows of time in which to use the potty? Plus you’ll never get to potty by yourself. Just kidding. Sort of. You see, I’m still working on my blog construction. Now, to those of you who haven’t noticed…

I would like to start with an apology for the lack of photos. With 5 boxes of crackers from three different countries, I was a bit overwhelmed. I was also extremely dehydrated from all the cracker eating and it led to weakness of the arms, resulting in my inability to hold up a camera phone.…

Normally on Fridays I post a taste test pitting American foods against their versions from another country. Sadly, I’m back in my hometown to visit family and cannot post one of those today. But don’t be too sad for me, I’m from Hawai’i…. Did jealousy rear its ugly head as you bundle under an umbrella…

Another taste test, another British victory over America? Let’s find out. Today we are taste testing Cocoa Krispies, or as they are called in the UK, Coco Pops. First, let me tell you, the name of the British cereal is very confusing to me. We have a cereal in America called Pops and I wrongly…

Remember back in the day, before the Wii came out, when we used remote controls that had wires connecting them to the Nintendo? Remember how you would play Mario Bros. and throw your arms all over as you acted out what you wanted Mario to do? Well, I sprained my shoulder as a kid and now…

This weekend I binge watched Bravo reality tv that had been stacking up on my DVR. I watched what must have been hours of plastic people, fake smiling with their plastic faces, eating lunch with other plastics who they hate. It was awful. Oh who the hell am I kidding?! I reveled in every minute…

You may need to refresh yourself with this post before you continue reading. Or not. Some like to live in a foggy world where nothing seems to make sense. For those of you who have been following my taste testing series, prepare yourselves for more disappointment than you ever thought you’d get dealt in your lifetime.…

Think about it. God gifts you with a pregnancy and the kid is his son, Jesus. How would you act?! I, for one, would be hell-bent on making sure I was as nice as shit to that kid. That kid could punch me in my face and I’d still be nice about it. Scenario with…

Well! I bet you all think I finally cracked and lost the will to type. I apologize for my long absence, apparently when you set your blog to auto publish while you’re away, it doesn’t always listen to you. Even the shank list is on the shank list. This is a sad state of affairs. But…

The title of this blog is not going to match today’s post. It was originally planned to go with another post but the Hubster had to censor me and now I’m being defiant and cranky and wishing I had more macaroni & cheese in life. Hubster said I have to file my original post in…