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The midget had left me in a foul mood, so I was surprised when he wandered over to me clutching a plastic cup in his grubby hands and tried to make small talk. July 3, Happy 4th of July! I used to live there in the end house up front, where the concrete pond was in the yard. She was a close friend of my [female] roomie, whose tiny bedroom I had to traverse from my 'bedcloset' to get into the rest of the cottage. Nothing succeeds like the appearance of success. Well, the real name of the neighborhood is Wedderburn, and it was a sort of time-share summer retreat for artists that was founded in the s and had people living in it up until the early s. This is a great set!

I personally hate the reference, but pulled it out to make a point. Love isn't always an easy walk in the park. But, the term still held a lot of weight. Yet another cuts a line and of course at least one girl has to take a selfie by the window for her Instagram.

Have you ever tossed a midget? Identity Fluidity of identity was a huge theme in And so, we named tergiversate the Word of the Year. I pulled her close with my other hand around her waist and whispered some nasty quips into her ear.

Oftentimes it's more like a sketchy drive down a steep mountain with unreliable breaks and a flat tire. How about you take me home? What are you going to do about it? So I'd like to wish BadassBuddy a happy 10 year anniversary, but more importantly I'd like to thank the brilliant artists, the mediocre artists gotta start somewhere , the blog entry contributors, the web designers and content managers, the rockingest server admin ever, and everybody else involved, for all of the hard work and passion that went in to making a unique contribution to the interwebs. The good news is I come from the old stock of seeing what I want and pursuing it until I have it, or die in the process. This is freaking me out!