Goose And Soda

I recognize that being a heterosexual female is generally a bad life decision.

Month: June, 2012

Things Left Behind

(For those of you to whom I promised “No More Mikes,” fret not, it will be coming!)

If someone chose to judge my taste in men by the various things they have left behind in my home, it would be pretty easy to think my “type” is any man that is bonafide batshit crazy.  I am not referring to the errant t-shirt, sock or condom wrapper that gets neglected in the drunken scramble that occurs when a man wakes up and realizes I am a dead ringer for her.  I mean the things I find the next day which are always confusing at first, and then as I begin to process what it is, the only possible reaction is, “What. The. Fuck.”

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Why not?

There is one particular phrase I use that often gets me in trouble, but also typically results in a story straight out of “Choose-Your-Own Adventure.”  In the purest form, it is:

Why not?

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