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“I am not afraid to admit I have been wrong. I have been wrong about quite a few profound things. The plus side is that because I realize I have been wrong, its opened up new possibilities for me. And that’s what keeps me fresh and young. It’s okay to change your mind and your…

Tt must be some sort of holiday in Thailand today. The kids were out of school and I saw after I came back from dinner, all the girlie bars were closed… except for Scary Bar. Scary bar has all the lights off, however, and our usual gaggle of “girls” are sitting outside, on the side,…

They say it is better to do something half-assed than to not do it at all. Hmmm… and I don’t like doing things half-assed. However I have procrastinated and procrastinated on getting this page up and there are so many things to tell you about, show you. Then, of course, there are the hot takes…

t finally happened. A bar girl propositioned me tonight. My Chicago folks will understand this… esp. my Rogers Park Peeps. There is this bar across from where I am staying. What it reminds me of is Oaysis, if Oaysis bar flys were prostitutes (well I mean for what I know, they may well be.) These…

You guys are so awesome for “liking” my post about my new company but what I really need is for you to SHARE it so it gets around. Basically, I am designing t-shirts to help fun seed money into me managing and promoting combat sports athletes.  Ultimately, I want to open a gym up in the…

Spent last night watching documentaries. I watched one about a gay white serial killer in Louisiana (why didn’t that more publicity?! It was going on while I was working down there. You could say its because he killed black guys but he killed white ones too… I think its just because he killed people that…

Business.  Pleasure?  There is no pleasure.

I’ve been so busy trying to work on other aspects of my life that me blogging again always seems to fall by the wayside. A lot of it has to do with self-censoring… but in my old age, I find that maybe I am self-censoring a hell of a lot less. I want to talk…..

I’ve been a busy beaver today…

If you’ve been following along, you know me a little bit and you know treating me like shit is the best way to get me first, depressed, second stage, angry, third stage, motivated to take your ass out… and so it is, and here we go… If you could do me a favor and like…

Do it looks like we had a little micro-cell come in through the Northern part of Chicago. A LOT of damage in Rogers Park. This is just on my block… I walked around a bit… its bad everywhere. I’m a little sad because one of the awesome things about where I live ARE the tree…