Author Archives: DAK

From EOD: “The guy in line in front of me at Costco has two things in his cart: a case of beer and a pre-cooked chicken. I remember bachelorhood.” This reminded me of a time I was doing some late-night … Continue reading →

Right. So I was in Home Depot this weekend, buying various items for some apartment repairs, and browsing for welding torches (for some ill-planned artistic aspirations). Even though I’m a trained mechanical engineer, I have never learned to weld. So … Continue reading →

Do insects experience fear? As I was shaving this morning (ol skool style: water in the sink, shaving cream, and a razor) a lone ant was making its way around the rim of the sink. Reasoning that it was probably … Continue reading →

I was feeling “bleh” today, so I thought I’d have some soup (seeing as soup, if TV has taught me anything, has amazing restorative powers). I walked through my narrow kitchen lithely retrieving a bowl, spoon, can opener, and the … Continue reading →

A funny Girl Scout cookie anecdote from An Entirely Other Day that should inspire us all.

Well that’s weird. While pathetically searching for myself, I found a me that was not me. It’s a bit of a surreal experience to see your name associated with a Life that isn’t yours. It’s as if there’s some sinister … Continue reading →

Nothing takes me back to my ol’ skool roots, and helps me hone my mad skilz for increased street cred, like kicking-down some phat beatz. (I’d be lying if I said I didn’t spend like an hour here, thanks to … Continue reading →

I went on a European vacation back in college that included a few stops in Italy, one of which was Rome. Besides buying the required gold St. Christopher medallions to live in my dark, curly chest hair, being overly aggressive … Continue reading →

*shudder* (via alice)

There should be some kind of rule that Fridays can’t be this stressful…