If you were stranded on a desert island and could only play one favorite workplace lunchroom game…it would have to be the ol’ desert island scenario. There you are, you poor bastard. You’re stranded on a very tiny desert island for what you can only assume is an indefinite amount of time. A few concessions are made by the universe toward your predicament: Apparently, you have at least a meager source of fresh water and food–enough to survive, even if you get the “coconut runs” daily. Sadly, though, it is presumed in… Read More
Welcome, friends who enjoy television, books, history, and politics with a swirl of bitchiness, a splash of gin, several glasses of wine, and good light to read by. Add a few cats into the fray, and you have a haunted coconut (my original recipe). May ye be blessed with a sense of humor and an endless bottle of wine.