Shaving & Sharing
I wanted to make my first ever vlog, however, I couldn’t get my video to upload to YouTube or Dropbox-or anyplace! Soooo…. I went with Plan B, take still shots of the video and create a photo blog!...
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Reblogged from Robot Boy & The Intrusive Interloper: RB had a fever yesterday and we had to return to the ER at CHNOLA. Everything seems fine, but he's being treated with antibiotics for safety...
View ArticleAn Informative Infographic c/o St. Baldrick's
Reblogged from Robot Boy & The Intrusive Interloper: September is the month designated for Childhood Cancer Awareness, but for the patients and their parents, it isn't confined to a month. It is a...
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Peter Parker’s been deceased for a year. A year. Sigh. I suppose it’s time to move on. I simply cannot love Otto Octavius, even if he is in P.P.’s body (ASM #700 in case you were doing anything other...
View ArticleIt Doesn’t Take Much to be a Hero
Originally posted on Robot Boy & The Intrusive Interloper:image from http://stbaldricks.org%5B/caption%5D Cancer is the number one cause of death by disease in children, yet its research is the...
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I’ve waited until nearly the last minute to renew my domain name here on WordPress. It isn’t that I dislike their services or anything, it’s just that I wasn’t sure if I wanted to continue to pay for a...
View ArticleFresh
Are you feeling fresh? We’ve all seen these commercials, I’m sure. “Are you feeling less than fresh DOWN THERE?!” Down there. Because we can say penile forty-seven times in one 30 second commercial,...
View ArticleThe Heavens are Still Blue
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View ArticleOde to a Microwave
Ode to a Microwave Why, oh Microwave, Is my platter so hot? My food’s edge is smoldering, Yet the center is not. Your micro wave power, Is impressive indeed. But fully warmed chowder Is what my mouth...
View ArticleThe Baobab Tree
The Baobab Tree She pressed her palms against the ancient oak. Spanish moss hung down grey and curly, like the hair of an elder woman she once knew. Rivulets of blood stained the bark, hundreds of...
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