Monthly Archives: April 2004

…my catt says “Van Halen not Van Hagar!”

The weekend is new, shiny, bright. All the ducks are lined up for inspection. Four days of glorious relaxation is ahead; food, drink, chocolate, sleep, music, chips, cheese. mmm. cheese. But first, from my What the Fuck? files: COACHELLA, Calif. … Continue reading →

Last night I was coming home in the car and the sun had just set so the street was not quite dark. A few cars straggled home, but mostly the road was empty. I rolled down my window and flipped … Continue reading →

So, how does “This is Wonderland” rate a season finale when it only had 5 episodes? Yeah, I watched 10 minutes of one of them. It stunk like skunk bum. I wish I had seen this site yesterday. I’d’ve taped … Continue reading →

I am currently amused by: the look my catt gets on his face right before jumping up on my lap while I’m sitting at my desk. There’s little reason for him to be apprehensive (except for his lingering insecurities from … Continue reading →