I love stuff.
Sometimes I am funny ha-ha. Other times, I am funny peculiar. I treasure this balance. Which is good, because it’s involuntary and irreversible. Continue reading
Sometimes I am funny ha-ha. Other times, I am funny peculiar. I treasure this balance. Which is good, because it’s involuntary and irreversible. Continue reading
My favorite thing to tell an angry child: “No, no, sweetie, we weren’t laughing at you — we were laughing ABOUT you.” My children refer to me only as “The Evil One”, and always in hushed tones. I like that. Continue reading
Lock and load, people. Working day. Lots to do. Do NOT distract me with entertainment, diversion, or fun. Well, occasionally is all right. You know, a little bit. But seriously, go light on the fun. Continue reading
I am home and alive. The Santa Cruz crowds downtown were impressively mellow. I’m officially impressed. Didn’t see or hear a single shopper freak-out. I think we were all so glad to have had the torrential rains end, that was enough. Continue reading
This was my day. How was yours? Continue reading
I’m not exactly sure why, but I love this picture I just stumbled across. Continue reading
I swear, I’m not a mindless Beatles sycophant, but if “And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make,” isn’t one of the damnedest, most perfect lines imaginable I don’t know what is. Continue reading
I told my kids in the sixth inning, “Trust me, if there’s any team you want to be rooting for in a 0-0 game right now, it’s the Giants playing at home. Something good will happen. Continue reading
Writing a story about the end of the universe is hard. Damn you, Science. I miss Ragnarok. Continue reading
Had fun making blang-blang sounds with da boyz tonight. There’s just nothing quite like doing music. Of course, they’re all very silly, which is the best part. Loud and silly. Pretty much my autobiography. Continue reading