Nathan Timmel
The BlogGoddamn Does My Foot Look Tasty
I say stupid things into a microphone for money. Sometimes I do stupid things on line, on accident. I am dumb.
A Nose for all that is Unholy
Will Hunting had an aptitude for mathematic equations and memorizing book passages. Einstein unraveled the secrets of the universe. Everyone on this planet has a gift, and a very good friend of mine is no different, even if his “gift” is.
I Was a White Knight… Once
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Faith and Courage
What should be a career ending move: the tearing of a picture or beating of a woman? In American society, the answer is very disappointing.
Please Wait for a Site Operator to Respond
Holy Christ do I hate having to explain problems to someone reading from a script.
Epilogue to an Unwritten Story
After a week of intense travel, I awake in my bedroom and am confused by the situation.
Aliens in my Elbows
Have you ever considered joining a cult? I haven’t, but I’ve waltzed with a few members of one particular entity…
The Appleseed of my Eye
“I always wanted to be a father, until I had kids. Then I realized I always wanted to be an uncle.”
~Chad Daniels
‘Tis the Season to be Selfish
Giving to charity should be easy to do. It’s amazing that some people don’t seem to agree.
Eat A Bag of Hammered Assholes, at the Beep
God bless my friends, I hate some of them so much. It’s the 21st Century, and some of them don’t understand how much easier it is to text than talk.
Touched by Anything but an Angel
If there is one constant in life, it’s that women prefer receiving massages from women, and men prefer receiving massages from women. Unfortunately, I got to experience the interesting sensation of being manhandled, and it was less than pleasurable…
Memory
I was a child when John Lennon was murdered, but I remember what happened as if it were yesterday.