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Cracked Columnist/Freelance Editor. TopTenz Senior Editor. Distractify In-House Writer. Man Cave Daily Columnist. Topless Robot and Tailgate Fan freelance writer. Ginger. Shitty dancer. That's all me, baby.
All my writings are documented here for posterity. Unless they suck. Then we forget they ever happened.
All these people squawking about 12.12.12 being the last sequential day ever just aren’t aiming high enough. I totally plan on seeing 01.01.01! Course, I’ll be 119 and swimming in a pile of my own drool by then, but at least I can say I saw another sequential day. Provided I’m able to wheeze the words out by that point.
…more or less. But as of today, I’m officially a part of two new sites, in addition to my other stomping grounds. I sold my first article to The Geekout, a startup dork-culture humor site, and got paid thousands, just THOUSANDS, of pennies for my efforts.
In addition, I signed paperwork to join Zug today, specializing in what I call “Parental Advisory.” Basically, they liked a pitch of mine I made during our Skype call, and then heard my kid playing in the background. They put two and two together, and suggested that I focus my writing on various awful kid’s shows/music/movies/etc. In short, I’ll be torturing myself by putting up with this crap (listening to a string of Kidz Bop albums, watching all the Air Buddy movies in a row, etc.), and then documenting the results. It’ll be grand.
And of course they pay me, so I won’t have to dip into my savings when the inevitable therapy sessions begin.
Well hey, I log onto Tumblr to whore out my two (yes, TWO) new articles that Man Cave Daily just published, only to find that the new Wordpress feature automatically puts them there. And then I see it did the same thing on Facebook. Noice; now go click, read, and share with the masses. Jokes about goofy Presidential wannabes, and then jokes about goofy frat-boy movies. Sounds like a good way to spend your Friday, no?