In lieu of a long post on Nate and Liz’s wedding, please enjoy this set of fun photos. Click “Slideshow” on the right side for the easiest way to view the pictures. The captions tell the story of (basically) what happened. Alas, none of my pictures of the ceremony and a lot of the ones ...

At the end of January, Tim, a friend of mine from film school, was diagnosed with testicular cancer. He’s started a blog (or in his parlance, “Cancer Info Board”) that’s chronicling his progression through chemo treatments. He has lost his hair, but clearly not his wonderfully dark sense of humor. I asked him if he’d ...

I’m back from Miami. Official Nate’s Wedding Post to come when I get all the hilarious and incriminating pictures uploaded to Ofoto. There really isn’t much to say about last week except I worked my ass off and people at work seemed generally pleased and impressed with my performance, which is definitely good. Having a ...

Note: As of this writing, I still have not slept. Going on almost 40 hours now. I am leaving this evening for Nate Pence’s wedding in fabulous Miami, Florida. Well, technically Key Biscayne, but let’s not split hairs. I am going to leave my computer here so as to have less to lug with me ...

Watch the show tomorrow (see what station here, I’m in the open and in some of the bumpers where they show the Riff Raff Room. And a reader alert: I’m pulling my first all-nighter since I graduated tonight! Update to come.

For a break in the illness updates, please direct your browsers to what I believe will be the source of many Golden Raspberry Awards next year: The trailer for House of Wax. You may begin making Paris Hilton jokes….now.

I’m feeling somewhat better now. The dizziness is gone as is most of the pain, although the fever/chill cycle that started last night hasn’t quite abated yet. I should have known I was in for a rough couple of days when I started describing my symptoms to the doctor and realized I could have been ...

You know you’re sick when your boss tells you to go home, and you try to think of an argument not to but you lack the energy or the ability to open your eyes without searing pain. “I’ll be fine” uttered with eyes closed is apparently not considered a good argument.

Mark has an excellent contribution to a previously discussed topic: I have won the ultimate contest in best fortune cookie lines to add “in bed” to. There is no other competition after getting this one that I got during Chinese New Year Sunday on 7th Street: “You have an unusual equipment for success. Use it ...

Anyone else here who’s single fucking sick of your married/otherwise attached friends co-workers constantly wishing everyone a Happy Valentine’s Day and reminding you that you’re spending it alone? Or at least with your good friend Bourbon?