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People in LA, possibly most anywhere, whilst alone in public, scribble furtively in little notebooks.  Not unlike, one might note, the one I’m writing in now. I wonder if anyone else is scribbling about the pointlessness of their own writing. … Continue reading →

I’ve had this site for a long, long time. In one incarnation or another, I’ve had it since the first days of Blogger when I was dating a girl who knew the guy that did the thing and I had … Continue reading →

[Superintendant Chalmers sees Principal Skinner’s kitchen on fire] Superintendant Chalmers: Good Lord, what is happening in there? Principal Skinner: The Aurora Borealis? Superintendant Chalmers: The Aurora Borealis? At this time of year? At this time of day? In this part … Continue reading →

Yes, I have that kind of camera that people make music videos out of these days; and yet I instead went ahead and utilized 1989 technology to create a shorter, grainier video without sound. I’m not sure what you’re getting … Continue reading →

I’ve been doing some quick calculations. As of this moment, I have read 318 books. I’ve actually read many more than that, but I’m only counting novels. No disrespect to Dr. Seus or Clifford (the BIG red dog), but I’m … Continue reading →

The more into the technology of our day and age I get, the more I seem to enjoy the moments without it. Between my iPhone, iPad, 3 laptops, smart tv, xbox, wii, and on and on, I’m very technically connected…but … Continue reading →

For the amount of times I post these days (infrequently), and the number of readers I have (one. me), I still seem to retain a level of loyalty for this site not in keeping with its apparent importance. I do, … Continue reading →

… Mom: You know we’re good friends with the dry cleaners, I mean, we’ve been going there for years and we know the father very well. Me: The father? Mom: Yes, the father ran the dry cleaners for a long … Continue reading →

As of this writing, I’ve read 26 Stephen King books; and, I think, at least one under his pseudonym of Richard Bachman. I found this to be surprising. Check it out.

Day two in Vegas feels like Day five.