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Papa's Got A Brand New Bag!

OK, since we did it last week, it's not really "new."  And I'm not likely to be your "papa" unless your mother was a fairly receptive young lass with a low tolerance for alcohol between 1995 and 2005.  (If she was, tell her I said, "What's up?")

But, aside from the false advertising of the title, the Battle Red Bag is back for another week of ... whatever it is that we're doing here.  I like to think of it as a cross between advice, warnings, and misogyny, sprinkled with some freeze-dried idiocy.

To that end, it's question-time again!  So hit me up with your missives, inquiries, paeans, and other email-able brilliance.  I'll reply, retort, or otherwise recoil in horror on Thursday.  The circle of life continues.

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(No, seriously ... send emails.  I'm nothing without you. You complete me.  (Assuming your name is not Kerns.))