Smells Like Teen Spirit
 I didn’t write yesterday because I was sick. A bunch of us thought it would be a good idea to have a party at Tom’s on Sunday, and yada, yada, yada, I got home at midnight and threw up. That reminds me…I need to call the carpet cleaners. Every MLK Holiday, I am reminded of a […]
Dark Hollow
I made it back from KC on the train yesterday in a mere 8 hours and 45 minutes. More on that later… On Friday, I decided to get some sushi before I boarded the train. Seated inside the restaurant, I noticed a group of teenage girls staring at me from their booth. As I grabbed […]
Spirits In The Material World
188…Over wins. Next week’s O/U – 185. I’ve stated that my goal is to be at 175 pounds by September 23rd. But my actual goal is to lose enough weight so that my man boobs don’t jiggle while barreling down the runway on an airplane. Stupidity Tax Offense: Wearing a fanny pack. Cha Ching! $10. My 401(k) is […]
Turning Japanese
Hey, thanks for all the beers. I’m keeping a list of donations and will add a “Bought Me a Beer” page soon. As regular SOB readers know, Dani-girl isn’t shy about having her pictures displayed on the website. I only wish I had a camera when I ran into her and her family the other night. Her voice introduced […]
Soak Up The Sun
With beautiful weather over the weekend, we decided not to wait for the water. On her website, Sheryl Crow said that limiting the use of toilet paper to one square per sitting will help the environment. She obviously doesn’t the share the same diet as me. I’ve also made a mental note never to shake her hand. […]
Rocket Man
Yesterday’s news about the alleged love triangle between astronauts got me to thinking about something I’ve always wondered. Has NASA ever performed experiments on human sexuality in space? Sex in zero gravity would probably require some sort of apparatus in order to hold a fornicating couple together. Otherwise, thrusting could be a serious problem. However, foreplay would no […]
Fruitcakes
Welcome to the winter of my discontent. I know the days are getting longer, but the extra minute a day is about as noticeable as a fart in a hurricane. Story Time I ran into a chick at a party in college who was in my communications class. After a night of drinking, we went back […]