You know you are a crackhead when...
You take your Ipod to work and you leave your cellphone at home, because you mixed them up. I need to ask my mother if she was smoking something when she was pregnant with me, because, like...damn!
Be forewarned: The writer of this blog is an extremely cynical, snarky, pro-US, secular, libertarian, disgruntled sandmonkey. If this is your cup of tea, please enjoy your stay here. If not, please sod off