Apparently if someone gets Gwyn all riled up with their incorrect personal opinions about the chances of the Oakland A's this year, in the grip of her frustration with that person's utter stupidity, she might make statements that I'm not convinced are entirely true.

The other night at the bar, instead of saying 'hello' or something of that nature, these two dickheads approached and greeted each other in a way that suggested social media might actually encourage real-world social interaction.

Not impressive interaction, of course, but interaction none the less.

#youfuckingkidsgetoffmyblogaboutmylawn!

This is a portion of one of my paintings with tracing paper over it so that I can sketch the changes I want to make, in this case some fancy letters, and see how they work with the image without actually fucking up what I've already painted. 

#stoneagephotoshop

I never used to understand how old people let themselves get gross like this, but take my word for it you goddamn young people with all your smoothness, weird body hair WILL happen to you one day and then we'll see if you can manage to not throw-up at the sight of yourselves.

#aginggracefully

The worst part of cutting my own hair is when I think I'm all done; I've cleaned up the hair all over the sink and floor, taken a shower, fancied myself up a bit and gone out somewhere to graciously accept some compliments like 'Your new hair cut makes you look even younger and more handsome!' or 'That haircut makes me want to suck your dick right here, right now!' only to find out that I missed a patch of long hair on the back of my head and I actually look like a total fucking idiot.

#VanderkarrStyle

Cutting your own hair can be difficult under the best of circumstances, but it can be especially tricky if you've already been drinking. Telling myself that having another glass of whiskey before I start chopping away at my head with sharp objects only proves, once again, that making poor decisions is really my thing.

#owfuckijabbedmyeye!

Whenever I do my hair there are sooo many things to consider. Too messy? Not messy enough? Does it cover my bald spot? Is the message 'I really didn't come to this bar to talk to random people and I dislike you even more than I dislike myself so please just fuck off because you're interrupting my silent judging of other people's hair and whether it looks better than mine' coming across clearly?

#itscomplicated