Whilst posting a minor addendum to the Rules, I noticed that this weblog has now officially had 5000 hits. To the 20-30 people who have visited daily for the last few months to get me to this glorious plateau, I thank you. To those who have stopped by on a link and a prayer, but ...

Raise your hand if, when you think NASCAR, you think of Sheryl Crow. Right. So why in the hell is she headlining a Dale Earnhardt Tribute Concert? The best thought I can come up with is that she and Dale Jr. were chasing each other around in the video for “Steve McQueen,” and they got ...

It appears that this site is no longer posting stuff, because if it was, I’d permananetly add it to the Fun Wastes Of Time section. However, going through the archives is great fun: The Inexplicable Object Of The Week.

So, still at the blues bar I was applying for a job at, I had a slightly surreal conversation with the guy who was doing the hiring. Before I get into the story, I didn’t get hired yet, and nothing’s going to happen until Mama, the owner, gets back from Italy on the 20th, and ...

“Hey Tony, my girlfriend wants to name our dog Castro…’cause he has no balls!” –Random bar patron, to the guy I was interviewing with at the blues bar. “Hmm, these are good, but they’re expensive. I think I’ll just eat this cheese instead.” –Adam, reenacting his thought process about Atkins shakes.

Heard back from a couple places today. We’ll see how it pans out. I don’t wanna jinx anything, so I won’t go into too much detail here, but I think (knock wood, cross fingers, avoid black cats, etc) the tide may be turning in my favor….We shall see.

Scott Wheeler, my old nemesis who got busted for having himself mailed a whole lotta weed and possession of other drugs, is not going to jail. He pleaded guilty to a lesser charge and is getting off with 2 years probation, a $500 fine, and 240 hours of community service. Okay, this dumbfuck had over ...

Since I decided to go on a diet, I figured I probably ought to have an accurate scale. The one that has inhabited my apartment for the last few months has this unfortunate tendency to tell you different weights (10-15 pounds lighter or heavier) depending on how you stand on it. I bought it for ...

I’m going on a diet. The Atkins Diet, to be more precise. Yes, that crazy diet where you eat next to no carbs and eat a hell of a lot of meat and vegetables. Yes, I am insane. Thanks for asking! No, really. I do have my reasons for choosing this particular avenue of attempted ...

Punxsatawney Phil saw his shadow. Six more bloody weeks of winter. And no, I do not subscribe to the alternative groundhogs, General Beauregard Lee, the Southern groundhog, or Buckeye Chuck, the Ohio groundhog. The mere fact that these alternahogs exist and are reported on are testimony to the sheer stupidity of Americans as a group. ...