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Of course, after yesterday’s post about how light the traffic was on Labor Day, it took me over an hour to get home tonight.

There are many things that suck about working on Labor day. Primary among them is the irony, followed shortly by the people who tease you with beach plans. But there is one very nice benefit: There is absolutely no traffic. I have never seen the 405 as empty as it was this morning, even at ...

I’ve been cleaning my apartment pretty thoroughly in assorted stages over the last few weekends. This is partly because I’m too broke to have a life, but mostly because it’s been almost a year since I moved in, and I’d like to get the place back to something resembling the condition it was in when ...

Whenever anything really big does anything in the universe, the most common object to compare it to appears to be Texas. This occured to me this morning when I was listening to Headline News (I hadn’t quite worked up the entergy to watch at that point) and they called Hurricane Frances “the size of Texas”. ...

MotherFUCK. That was one of the most insane games I’ve ever seen. Too bad our placekicker couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn. Someone go find the captain of the soccer team…

Example #42,318,473: Frankie Muniz’s latest bid to pay off all his cars. For a far, far more entertaining diversion, see the 2 year old trailer for Comedian, featuring the guy who does the voiceover in the previous ad…and about half the other movies released each year.

I love Scrubs normally, but they had one great rant tonight. It’s Dr. Cox’s list of things he cared as little about as J.D.’s last week as a resident. The rant itself is hilarious but John C. McGinley’s delivery of it is fucking priceless. I can’t do his performance justice, but the rant, in its ...

You know, there are telemarketer messages on your phone, and then there’s the message I got when I came home. It began in the guise of someone who was leaving a message for a friend at the wrong number. Never mind that both my name and my phone number are clearly spoken on my outgoing ...