One of the perils / benefits of being associated with anyone who finds themselves in the midst of a breakup or divorce is that you find where you’ve acquired some of their stuff. Be it a swell set of TV trays, an old PlayStation, a set of golf clubs, a slightly used ball gag, or even a TV and accompanying sound bar, the pickin’s are ripe to liberate items which have been deliberately left out…"Humpin’ It Like A Gazelle"
Fair warning gang. For me to post a blog about Superman on the weekend that Man Of Steel opens, it’s a safe assumption that TharpSter’s latest foray into verbal brilliance will be resplendent with spoilers and releases of the cat from the bag. You’ve been warned. First off, Clark Kent is Superman. I know, right? My first exposure to Superman dates back to watching the Super Friends on Saturday morning cartoons…"Saturdays With Superman"