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I have a statement to make; and, based on the statistics, you’re not going to like it: The Da Vinci Code was a waste of my time. Not the movie, which I haven’t seen, but the book. I couldn’t find … Continue reading →

Here’s a question: take a purely hypothetical situation like, say, you’re really in to this, err, TV show, and you like broadcasting it all the time, spending a lot of time examining the script, and generally watching the hell out … Continue reading →

Now serving Number FOUR A few things of note happened last week: .: My truck was rear-ended for the fourth time (here’s my post about the 3rd with subsequent links to the 1st and 2nd) in six months. This time, … Continue reading →

You know what’s weird? People’s voices. We’re all built with the same blueprints, the same basic genetic material, and the same organs and biological functions. Yet, like fingerprints we all have different voices. These are the things I think about. … Continue reading →

Penelope Cruz/Matthew Naked-Bongos split up And you know what that means: I still have absolutely zero chance of ever meeting or coming in contact with her. I’ll have to add her to the List of Never Happen which includes Jennifer … Continue reading →

I don’t much remember my childhood. More specifically, the names or faces of my elementary school teachers, or the classes they taught. I assume I had classes, I seem to recall getting graded by checkmarks and stars; but the details … Continue reading →

The executive summary: – The M Bar, Daddy’s, and TOT– helping a friend move in Glendale coupled with getting to destroy a couch– The beach– Mountain biking– BBQ at my house

Where, in the world, is Carmen Sandiego? If she’s anything like me, she’s been working, more or less, for two weeks straight. Get up, go to work, put in 8+ hours, come home, eat something, put in another 3-4 hours, … Continue reading →

There are only two people in the world that call me “David”. One is named “Mom” and the other is named “Dad”. Somehow, to everyone else I’ve always been a “Dave”. Granted, when I was younger, teachers usually called me … Continue reading →

Purge The thing about the miniature golf girl is really not that interesting. Basically, after months of me being flaky and non-committal, just as I’ve also done with the new york girl, the 21 year old, and the other ones … Continue reading →