It’s Friday, y’all, and that can mean only one thing...
It’s time for “The Six-Fingered Monkey’s Weekly Round-Up,” where I talk about myself incessantly and, occasionally, mention other people who are ALMOST as cool as I am.
I really didn’t have much to offer this week, except for a blog post about how my fingers smell really weird. Thanks for all of the advice, by the way. I also posted a really creepy picture of myself, in honor of Wordless Wednesday. In my defense, I was half in the bag and I thought I saw a flying saucer.
That photo, by the way, was taken at my boss’s 50th birthday party, which was awesome until I got up and gave my drunken speech. Nah, I’m just kidding, everyone said they loved it and commented on how funny it was.
I worked on that speech for
Speaking of writing, I have yet to be kicked off Sprocket Ink, even after initiating a group conversation about anal sex.
Now, speaking of Sprocket Ink, let’s talk about what I did elsewhere, shall we?
My Digital Footprint
Go check out my recent story, entitled, “It Ain’t Easy Being Freaky,” which, believe it or not, is NOT written in the first person… but totally could be.
Comment of the Week
This edition’s comment of the week comes from my buddy (and all around funny motherfucker) Kevin from Who Woulda Thought? via Facebook.
My status update read: