Posts Tagged ‘Cleveland


O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?

The Time is Right to Make New Friend

“Your old friends failed to score an offensive touchdown in 24 consecutive quarters.  Not only could they not find the end zone with two hands a flashlight, they couldn’t find the history book either.”

TKC: It looks like, yet again, the Browns will be waiting for next year.  It’s a tad ironic since a billboard near downtown Cleveland read “There’s always this year.”  Apparently they meant that there is always this year for more heartbreak and disappointment, which is like putting up a billboard that reads “This is the year that Michael Jackson gets weird.”

Romeo Crennel


I get the feeling I’m forgetting something…

WashingtonDCDid I forget to shut the garage door?  No, that can’t be it – I don’t have a garage.  Did I leave the oven on?  Hmm, no.  That’s not it either.  To leave it on, I would have had to turn it on the first place and I’ve never done that… hmm.

Huh… oh wait.  I know, I forgot to blog.  Whoops.

It’s been a busy two months for me.  Let me recount.  I moved from Cleveland to our nation’s capital.  No, the other capitol.  I bought about 400 pieces of IKEA furniture.  I built said 400 pieces of IKEA furniture.  I have been lucky that none of said 400 pieces have broken due to my shoddy building skills.  I drove back to Cleveland.  I worked on voter protection for a presidential campaign.  I watched the Ohio House Democratic Caucus take back the statehouse.  I flew back to DC.  And the next day I started my job with a big law firm.

Between all the politicking and the legalizing and the building of furniture like an average Joe Sixpack, and the whosawhatsits, I just didn’t have time to blog.  But that’s ok, I didn’t want to become a part of the gotcha mainstream media anyway.

But even with the long hours toiling away for my 6-minute-increment slave-drivers, I think I can find time for my one true love: writing on this blog.  Well that’s not really true.  I’d really rather be going out with a hot date, but since all the dates I’ve been on in this city so far have ended up being really, really, really awful, I think maybe I should just stick to the blogging.

So I happily welcome myself back.  Next up: cookies.

How the cookie crumbles

The concept for this blog is pretty simple: I get fortunes, and I then come up with what the next line of the fortune might be. Did you ever play that game where you add "in bed" to the end of the fortune? Think of this like that game, but requiring more effort to achieve something that will never be as funny as "in bed." Despite what the number of fortunes might suggest, I am not 500 lbs. Nor do I reek of moo shu pork. Thus, I don't eat out enough to keep this going for too long. If you have your own fortunes you want to share, send me a picture (along with your own next line) and maybe I'll post it. Hit me up at SoldierFortuna {A.T.} gmail.
July 2018
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Some legal crap (since I am a lawyer)