Category: Awkward

Cry for help

  I came home from work a few days ago and found my dog like this. No, seriously. This is her dog toy and this is how I found her. I hope Obamacare includes mental health coverage for dogs who live with toddlers.   Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook Share with […]

My Bro from Another Mo

Does he look like a woman or do I look like a man? The answer is Yes. Botox was inspired by his lips, am I right? We at Hobo-Bieber HQ hope you have a great weekend. Cheers. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook Share with Stumblers Tweet about it Tell a friend

Welcome to my house. There are no rules, I have plenty of boxed wine, and crying is kind of my thing. Join me?

I get it. You can’t let evil win by being fearful, you shouldn’t let a toddler win by giving in and something about wearing white after Labor Day. I know the rules. But the rules just make you feel weak for feeling. So fuck the rules. Let’s drink a box of wine (like, we each […]

My hair drives me nuts

Remember when I did that photo shoot a few weeks ago to get a professional head shot? No? I didn’t tell you about that? Odd. Given that a homeless gentleman lacking clothing in the reproductive area photo bombed a set of the pics, I’m a little surprised it’s not documented here. Originally, I was concerned […]

God has her period

Layla has her quirks — eating undies, leaving the toilet seat up, and chasing anything on wheels (please keep that image in your periphery), but overall she’s the perfect sidekick, always up for anything. I brought her with me to work on the porch of Starbucks because it was 70-degrees. I snapped this photo of […]