Boob Toob

Boobs have nothing to do with the toobs in this post, just to be up front with those of you who may have stopped by hoping for topless coeds.  But I must not dally, since our muhfucking-cocksucking cable signal might go out at any moment (I will be avenged, AT&T.  Best you should sleep lightly.). [...]

Beijing Is Living In The Future

I can’t stay up anymore for these late Olympics-watching extravaganzas.  Sleep deprived.  Losing languagemorfokeewandle.  I’m kamahemahama floo bobble doopa.  Aworra binky babby.  Foogimap? Nimmy goo goo, fah looby.

Hope Springs Auto Salvage

Was the name of a location in a ten minute play I wrote about a really shitty girls little league baseball team.   But this is not what I came here to tell you. What I came here to tell you is more to do with the concept of hope.  Hope springing, eternal or otherwise. [...]

Going Again

We’re off to Cabo!  Woohoo!  Swim up bar, here we come.  Ah, yes. I’ll be back with a full report, and maybe even pictures, if I can figure out how to post them.

All Over The Map

For those of you who have stopped by hoping for substantive content, who have, indeed, continued to stop by, day after day, waiting for me to post something that means something, anything (to anybody, anywhere), wishing with all your might that, yes, maybe today, this day, this Monday of the new week, of a new [...]

Supers

Why are there so many current and upcoming movies about super-hero types?  Ironman, Wanted, The Dark Knight, Hancock, Speed Racer, and another re-make of The Incredible Hulk to name a few.   I’m not complaining, I’m just wondering about the zeitgeist, you know, getting a little one-track-minded, or maybe someone hijacking the zeitgeist with these [...]

Good For The Goose

Why do we never hear of polygamist sects in which the women have multiple husbands?  I hear a lot from plural marriage proponents about how beneficial and wonderful it all is, and how the women are not downtrodden and are treated equally and so on.  So why no multiple husbands?   And I’m not just [...]

And One More Completely Useless Piece Of Info

I really hate overhead fluorescent lights that flicker and pop before coming on and do you know why? Because they make me feel like I’m in that house in Poltergeist and the lights flicker and meat crawls across the counter and that tiny woman is there chanting “All are welcome, all welcome” and Craig T. Nelson [...]

And Then Again…

…maybe I just needed to haul my droopy ass into the gym and rock the treadmill for a few miles whilst listening to the dulcet tones of ABBA.  There’s something about ‘Fernando’ that makes me want to run up a mountainside.

Avoidance Anxiety

Perhaps I have avoidance anxiety.  Those of you on my blogroll who track such things may have noticed me visiting your blog about fifty times a day.  Nothing to be worried about, and I apologize if I’ve alarmed you with my heavy moist breathing down your cyber-neck.  I’m just avoiding my life, and my inexplicable [...]