Videogames + Toothpaste

(Taking a shower in silence)
Clint: Oh my god! I used to love Double Dragon so much! I really miss playing it.
Tasha: What made you suddenly think of that?!?
Clint: You were breathing in my direction with morning "dragon breath".
Tasha: Nice.

Comcast Shed a Tear

In 2008, when I (Tasha) was unemployed, we shut off the cable to save money.  I had a very difficult time coping with the fact I had a TV in my living room but it would provide me zero joy for months! I kept testing the tv to see if perhaps the cable was still on. NOPE! I finally had to write a note to control my impulses.

It says:
1) Go to the gym
2) Hang out with Clint and Che
3) Watch TV online
4) Ask friends to watch TV at their house.

Dads...Or, at least mine.

Last week, my dad broke his wrist when my brother unsuccessfully attempted to LAUNCH (his words, not mine) him up onto a shelf to hang a picture. 


Yesterday, my mom found my dad in the living room with his toolbox SHORTENING his cast and cutting parts away to make it more comfortable. 


Today, he went to the doctors for a checkup and blamed the modified cast on THE DOGS.


These are my people.

Oh Google!

An hour ago,  I peeked at Tasha's Google search bar and it said:


Can dogs eat bananas or salt and vinegar chips?


Then, I noticed she had sliced up bananas and put them in the freezer!

Spider Eyes

(Clint has a sty in the bottom of his left eye that is being watched closely by his optometrist)

Tasha: How's your sty doing?
Clint: Eh, the bump seems to be getting bigger.
Tasha: Maybe its actually a sack of baby spiders eggs!
Clint: Huh?
Tasha: You know, sackyitis.
Clint: Where's the eye reference?
Tasha: Ok fine, Occular Sackyitis
Clint: With a conversation like this, I feel like we should just give back our Master's Degrees.

Tasha Hates Money

Tasha is pretty decisive.  Yes/No. Black/White. Keep/Throw Away. That's right! Its always a fantastic day around this household when Tasha checks the mail and hastily decides its ALL junk mail and immediately tears it up! Guess what's not junk mail? My $155 reimbursement check from work!!! That's my girl....

Who Has The Phone Number for Hoarders?

Happy (Almost) Valentine's Day! We live in a total sty. We like to say things like "Oh man, someone broke into our apartment again and messed up my closet!" Or, "I'm a working artist and I'll clean up later!" Friends, only visit us on weekends, when we have time to act like civilized people and hide our nastiness.

Coming Soon!

Probably, like, tomorrow.