Rrrreally Big Show! First, if you’re reading this, scroll down two entries, and read up…I’m lame, and I messed up the order I wanted to add things to the blog tonight. Back? Cool. I’m listening to The Pogues’ “There’s Whiskey In The Jar”. Goddamn, The Pogues make me want to go out to the greatest…
Don’t forget your towel Here are the stories I wanted to put up, yesterday, but I quit when my wife came home: Anne bought some Pear lotion from Victoria’s Secret. I love that, because it’s what she smelled like when we were dating. A note about my family, and specifically my wife: I was telling…
Turn on the frustration Boy. What a day. I have so much to talk about, I don’t even know where to begin. What a horrible way to start off an entry. Mrs. Lee was right, I guess. So here’s the deal: My cats, Biko and Sketch, are totally indoor cats. I never got over the…
Don’t Panic I’m listening to Coldplay right now. Earlier today, I was listening to Tool, and some Charlie Parker. Does that strike anyone else as a bit incongruous? Speaking of Coldplay, who else thinks that they sound a LOT like Travis, and the first time you heard “Yellow”, you thought, “Boy, Dave Matthews sure has…
Romper Stomper From an Email I got this morning: Wil: I’m writing a book about Romper Room and came across a TV appearance of you on a California show with Miss Nancy. You told the hosts you used to watch Romper Room “religiously.” I’m writing to people who were on the show, or who watched…
