I Couldn’t Live With Me Either . . .

Two marriages and a brief stint moving back in with my parents a few years ago have taught me a couple of very important things.  One of those is for the love of everything Jesus has to do with, never move back in with your parents.  Ever. The other thing is, I am probably pretty […]

Phrases with FedEx

No, no, no . . . your eyes do not deceive you.  I’m here, and I’m making a post and when even She who shall not be named that has not written a post since November 10th but her name is TheRavingPleb starts giving me shit about how long it has been since I wrote […]

Shit Denise Says: The Interview

  You’ve seen her mentioned here many times.  She is the reigning champion of the Facebook Post of the Day.  She’s been a household word at Opticynicism since her first appearance here over three years ago in the now World Famous Craigslist Posts.

A SHOT. IN MAH . . . . ‘Murica.

I get to meet a lot of really cool people whilst taking part in this little blogger (read: not so little) and the last couple of weeks have been no exception.  In fact I met a whole group of ’em.  They are known to the rest of the world as The Sisterwives and they have […]

Parkas in Hell

This is for everyone, but for those of you that started out with me 3 years ago, this will hold a special place in your heart.  The posts about my father used to be cult favorites and many of you asked for more.  I don’t live there anymore, so the stories are harder to find. […]

The Opticynicism Jackshit Weekly Wrap-up

I’m going to try and keep it somewhat short tonight because I know I can get pretty wordy, particularly with the ineffectiveness of, as well as the absence of Valium.  I’ve only had one other person tell me that that was cool and that’s ’cause she’s pretty fuckin’ wordy too and also pretty cool, but […]

This is the NEW new Opticynicism

The transition has been made and while some of you may still experience some problems over the next couple of days, the move has been made and the blog is no longer in the confining, clutching hands of WordPress.com. In truth, I’ve actually deactivated the wordpress.com site altogether.  Well, I didn’t deactivate it, I simply […]

Goddammit, Denise!!

I hate pressure. It makes me succeed and shit, and I hate that. But the Deviant has been laying on the pressure and pointing out that I’ve been a dick and not posting since I got to Tampa as I said I would.  So now you know. “D” is Denise. She’s beautiful.  She’s funny.  She’s […]