Words really cant express how this makes me feel. This picture of Pete Rose, however, captures my thoughts perfectly.
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Posted in Musings, Uncategorized
Tagged failure, hatred, sexual deviance, what the fuck
Our fifth podacast is up. Consequently, we noticed that all the links to our older podcasts are dead….
Watch the video. Click the link. Download the files.
I know it’s tough out there, folks. This recession continues to kick us in the proverbial balls at every given opportunity, while hardworking folks have taken to getting 25 bucks to get kicked in the balls in some divey motel at every given opportunity, and that’s just to make sure the cable bill gets paid.
whatever, money is money and i'll be damned if i miss the season premire of :House"
Now you can start looking back at everything that went wrong in your increasingly miserable life, or you can take it from a winner like me: you have the skills and abilities to succeed, Your resume says that and more!
But your cover letter is shit. Let’s take a look at how the pros get their foot in the door. Here’s two examples of how I’ve made it in this world and you haven’t.
fuck you!
After spending a good deal of the day hunched over a toilet praying for death as a suitable punishment for the prior night’s alcohol-fueled misgivings, it occurred to me that today was Earth Day.
Seriously? Really? Fuck that noise.
It’s 42 degrees here at Garbage Day’s Chicago headquarters. You know what that means: bust out the beach blankets, get the lawn darts sharpened and add a Zyrtec to your fistful of antidepressants, anti-psychotics, muscle relaxants and methadone you’re downing with your morning Bloody Mary! It’s time for….
this is gonna be a feel good article
Posted in Bangin, Kevin D, Medical Advice
Tagged drinking, failure, hatred, i'd hit it, relationships, sexual deviance, surefire tips
Hello to all there out in GarbageDayLand!
With Valentine’s Day upon us, that sinking feeling that you’re damned to die alone is more prevalent than ever. Believe us, we’re there with you. Oh god, are we there.
But you can’t keep a good group of hack writers down! That’s why we’re proud to announce:
Here’s how it works: You write to us at everydayisgarbageday@gmail.com with all of your relationship questions and we’ll answer them right here on this page!
Trying to tell that special someone how you feel? We got it!
Just been dumped? We’ll tell you how to cope!
Do they just want to be friends? We’ll tell you how drunk you have to get them!
It burns when you take a piss? Penicillin! Lots of it!
So write in now with all your questions…no problem is too small for the certified love doctors at Garbage Day.
All letters must be received by February 12th.If you want to remian anonymous or what have you, let us know in the letter. We might oblige.
In the meantime look for other love-related articles (but mostly non-love related articles) right here on Garbage Day!
xo,
Kevin & Mogan
You’ve put your time in at the office. That extra project you took on, the late hours, working on new year’s eve and even pushing that messy divorce aside to get that PowerPoint presentation looking perfect….
Sometimes different is good.
Wait that’s Arby’s.
Okay, how about this cliche: change is inevitable. Things improve, degrade and all around get the proverbial script flipped. It’s just the way the world works.
But that doesn’t make it right. Just ask Batman…
x-treeeeeeeme!
Posted in Kevin D, The Ruckus
Tagged comics, communists, failure, new stuff, soft drinks
Our dear friend Monika Ebly was kind enough to take a moment from having musician-ineptitude induced seizures to write this piece for us. Enjoy!-K
You’ve seen a million faces and you’ve rocked them all.
What do you mean “Of course I have”?
Pull up a chair and let me rock you, Amadeus. It’s time for:
excellent!
