The story usually goes like this… you’re baby is born, and after a few sleepless months, you decide to get some professional baby photos done before that magical era is over. You go to Sears or Olan Mills, pay a “professional” photographer way too much money and try to get your baby to look adorable while it’s screaming its head off. More often than not, the results end up looking like this.
A master of the internet farts and sciences. Often accused of being into movies, television, sports, gaming and long walks to the kitchen. Spent the last decade writing about the absurdity that is the internet with a primary focus on comedy, sports, entertainment and exposing cats for being evil monsters. Somehow achieved a BA in Advertising from the Michigan State University and MA in Copywriting from The Portfolio Center. Hobbies include keeping “that’s what she said” jokes fashionable, imitating noises like a parakeet and preventing political arguments. List writer for Ranker and former Editor-in-Chief of World Wide Interweb.