Hey, look it’s a blog. So, how many times have I tried to start something to get me going regular like here in the blogs only to have them fail? Well, I tried a news wrap up and decided that no one cared. So, then I started reviewing classic masterpieces and then stopped. I really … Continue reading
Pall. Stan Lee. It never fails. From time to time I’ll see a news bit or something that tells us of a new project Stan Lee is working on (the latest) or some multi-million dollar deal built around new characters he’s created. And I want to puke each and every time. Stan Lee sucks. Hard. … Continue reading
There are a lot of factors going into my current mind loss, including boring personal ones like women, finances and bogglins, but what’s really slowly draining my sanity is working from home. Working from home at first seems like paradise. Pants? Optional. Jerk off whenever the mood strikes. You can listen to music, watch TV, … Continue reading
Masters Bait I was chatting with one of my softball teammates last night, a guy who has a very young child and was saddled with watching them over the bulk of this past weekend and he was complaining incessantly about how boring the Masters were. Of course, boring and televised golf go hand in hand … Continue reading
So I’m sitting at my Ikea table, working diligently on my Apple MacBook Pro, and as I glance at my Citizen Aqualand Eco-drive watch and notice that it’s time to start cooking dinner. I think tonight I’ll cook some Perdue Fit and Light Chicken Breasts in Ken’s Balsamic Vinagrette dressing with Publix organic vegetables. My … Continue reading
Fear is in the Eye of the Adult Beholder I’m so much more a puss today than when I was sixteen. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m a manly chap. I grunt and high-five and have been known to do the seriously homoerotic fist-bump-explosion thing after we win a softball game but I’m nowhere … Continue reading
I’ve already lost a couple of hours. I can’t imagine it’s gonna get any better. My falsetto is horrible, too.
Oblivion sounds ominous. Is it really something to be feared? Apparently it has terrified 90 some percent of us into attending some form of organized religion. I don’t worry about what happens when we die. I don’t really care. If Heaven or Hell is really the choice when we die, I already know where I’m … Continue reading
I can think of few more iconic images of the 1980’s than Prince emerging from the bathtub in the When doves Cry music video. Says everything and nothing, really. So, on the Blu-ray journey, I’ve bought a couple of titles this week, but the problem has been that I have bought a lot of things … Continue reading
Last night I ended up going to a semi-small party where the only person I knew was the girl with whom I arrived, Julia. I’m not the biggest fan of this situation*, but sometimes you have to deal with it to hang out with somebody cool. And even a barely socialized curmudgeon like myself can … Continue reading