Author Archives: DAK

How did I know when to get up this morning, you ask? Well, it wasn’t when my alarm went off, which normally would be the correct answer. Nor was it when my non-existent dog jumped up on the bed; or, … Continue reading →

There are few things that say: Fresh Hip-Hop Flava and Supa Phat Beatz, yo more than uni-brows and jumpsuits (via Ann)

So the subject matter really isn’t funny; but, I think the headline is: Study: boys who find guns will likely handle them I am such a little kid.

From Widepipe: I hate when the practical get in the way of the impractical. When the necessary gets in the way of the unnecessary. I thrive on the impractical and unnecessary. I would be too useful a being if it … Continue reading →

Went to the Black & White Ball this weekend, which is basically a snazzified block party. I wore a hip suit, but many male Bay Areans were representing in tuxes. I also saw a lot of used prom dresses, bride’s … Continue reading →

Mailmen(women/persons) must love traffic. They’re in the worst kind of self-imposed stop-n-go every single day, and don�t seem to mind a whit. I imagine that when they go to concerts, sporting events, gun shows, or whatever other high-traffic event with … Continue reading →

There are two types of people in the world: those that open their straws by hitting them on the table, and those that tear off an end and blow off the paper.

because he was stapled….to the CHICKEN!!!

Went to a SF giants game last night, which means absolutely nothing except that I totally rode the Coke slide. Afterwards, there was much playing of NHL 2001 where I learned that I have not the spirit of the killer … Continue reading →

Date my sister…please! Be sure to tip your waitress, I’ll be here all week!