Author Archives: DAK

I have either an unhealthy obsession with The Village People or with nachos… or perhaps both, because as I was just now making nachos I was “singing” at the top of my lungs: NACHO NACHO MAAAAAN!I WANNA BE A NACHO … Continue reading →

That is beautifully precise… and not a little motivating.

and now for Sports… I admit it, I am not a fan of baseball. I can’t bear to watch it on TV, and I barely even take a passing interest when the World Series comes along. I do like going … Continue reading →

Girrrl, you must be slip’en I was at Fry’s this morning… you know, hanging out with the cool kids, and went ahead and planted myself in front of the magazines for awhile. You know how we do what we do. … Continue reading →

What I Did On My Summer Vacation, or Saturday Anyway So Saturday was doing the typical Halloween type thing: pumpkin carving and glorious glorious impulse buying. RE: impulse buying. Imagine, if you will, standing in line at the market, your … Continue reading →

Anybody else notice how Blogger got hacked, temporarily? Mildly interesting. Because of this I wasn’t able to post my latest results from a thrilling online personality quiz *cough cough* Shucks, now I don’t even feel like it.

I saw Punch-Drunk Love (notice ubiquitous blogger-link to IMDb, just like everyone else, lemming), the other night, and I was not disappointed. I love weird and quirky movies to begin with, and this was definitely one of their ilk. I … Continue reading →

Well, they seem to have caught the sniper(s), or at least some people that were definitely up to no good: Two men arrested overnight in connection with the sniper hunt were in a car that contained a trap door and … Continue reading →

There are three types of people that got to the market at this time of day: 1. house-wives/husbands. With or without 2.4 kids, sometimes accompanied by a nanny, usually ethnic, though not required (existence of nanny proportional to number of … Continue reading →

For some reason beyond my comprehension, Halloween pumpkin-lots in my area are inextricably and forever linked to large, inflatable slides. I can’t immediately see the connection between the holiday and the sight of tweens plummeting down 20 feet of nylon; … Continue reading →