Category Archives: sting
Werewolves Of London
This bit appeared before in a more polished form, somewhere else, but that was a LONG time ago and I wrote the thing so it’s mine anyway. What do you expect on a Sunday? Something new and exciting? … Continue reading
Things I Learned This Week In No Particular Order
1. America’s Most Hated Harpie Takes Talons Out of Sex God. First off, let me get out my “team Anniston” jersey that I sported proudly in support of America’s girl next door, even though she never asked me too, when … Continue reading
What’s Up Buttercup?
40: Oh hi 12-year-old self it’s me twenty-eight years in the future, how are you? 12: Holy crap ,are you kidding me?! 40: No, no not kidding .I’m here to let you know that in the future you will type on a computer … Continue reading
The Boy With The Thorn in His Side
Today as I typed the rear left leg of my old wooden dining room chair fell right off. Usually this would give me great pause and get me thinking about a new diet regime but I fiercely pushed through and … Continue reading
Filed under 1, andy summers, shutting up, solo careers, stewart copeland, sting, surly mr. sumner, the police
It Starts and Ends With Sting and Has The Bit About the Squash in the Middle
At first it all seemed to be going smoothly. Then a long strange sequence of intertwined events played out and made the day really difficult to wrap my mind around. At some point early in the morning yesterday, I finally … Continue reading
Filed under halloween mishaps, injuries, kids, misdirected anger, music, sting, the police
