Archive for May, 2007

I haven’t much enjoyed watching the Senators drop the first two games of the Stanley Cup final to the Ducks, but I did like watching the honky-ass Scott Oake interview Snoop Dogg, who, in a surreal moment, throws the segment back to legendary play-by-play announcer Bob Cole in his inimitable “-izzle” patter. (I also appreciate [...]


Ever since I wrote this entry a couple of years ago, “how much do bank tellers make” or some permutation of those words has consistently been among the top twenty search strings by which people find this blog. (Currently, I come up as the fifth result in a Google search.) I apologize to the disappointed [...]




The other day, an old university friend — who is, by the way, a very comely lass — sent me a couple of invitations to join a couple of politically oriented Facebook groups. I don’t know about this. It’s not that I was raised right, because I certainly wasn’t, despite good, honest effort to that [...]












“You may say I don’t have any killer instinct, but there are a lot of dead hookers buried in my basement who would disagree with you.”
“Last night, I dreamt that my dad passed away and that I had gay sex with Jake Gyllenhaal. I sure hope at least one of those things doesn’t happen today.”
“May [...]