You do not talk about Sam’s Club
Why do some people treat their Costco and Sam’s Club membership like it’s a big secret? I’ll say, hey, next time you go to one of those places, can I tag along and get some stuff? And they react as …
The Owls Are Not What They Seem
I just learned that Don S. Davis died a couple days ago. He was Major Briggs in Twin Peaks and General Hammond in Stargate, among many other roles. But those were the two that I grew up with. Briggs was …
Safe at Home
I’ve recently been criticized because I refused to give out my home address to my supervisor, who was inquiring suspiciously (in my opinion) and, besides, don’t you have it on file? I’ve been nervous about giving out my address before …
Silver Spring Shooting
I’ve long subscribed to the theory that nothing bad can happen to you in the early morning hours on a holiday or weekend. And I’ve put that theory to the test when traveling, when exploring urban ruins, when dumpster diving, …
Tommy Joe’s, Bethesda, MD
I’ve started collecting a file of dives and unique bars in the suburban DC area, because that’s the sort of thing you do when you don’t own a TV. Though, for the last week, I was house and dog sitting …
In search of a void…
My good friend (and soon to be famous filmmaker) Lonnie Martin recently updated his blog with an explanation of the dreaded “void” that haunts his life upon the completion of a major project.
Unusual Positions
I’ve figured out that the only way I can enjoy sex is if I do it someplace unusual. Not like on a pedestrian bridge over the Interstate, just anywhere outside of the bedroom. This can range from the innocent (my …
Jobs
This job ad in Craigslist just came across my desk, electronically speaking. Since the ad will vanish eventually, the text is below.
When the cat’s away
All of the managers are out today, so I’ve carefully put together a list of things to do: 1) Update GS (which I’ve been lazy about doing for awhile) 2) Watch three episodes of MacGyver (I’ll finish season three today!) …
Midnight, and I’m waiting on the 12:05.
Should I be ashamed of my love for Juice Newton? Because whenever “Queen of Hearts” comes on the radio, I start rocking out all white-boy style while everybody else – and I mean, even the ubiquitous barroom 80’s guy – …