This is where sarcasm meets storytelling,

where grammar gets roasted, life gets unraveled,

and whisky gets the final word.

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I write about the everyday absurdities that most people politely ignore — traffic lunatics, grammar crimes, medical mishaps, escalator acrobatics — and I do it with equal parts honesty, snark,

and a dash of inappropriate laughter at my own expense.

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You won’t find polished perfection here.

You’ll find klutzy tumbles, strong opinions, questionable life choices,

and a whole lot of “did that really happen?” moments.

Spoiler: Yes, it did.

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So if you’ve got a sense of humor, a tolerance for cussing,

and maybe a glass of something amber in hand, you’re in the right place.​

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Pull up a chair. Bring your sarcasm.

And remember: When life gets weird, we giggle, we cuss, we drink …

and then we repeat.