Going outside makes me feel bad. I get negative vibes. I don't think I'll go outside anymore. Rather, I plan on spending tomorrow in bed and visualizing a big pile of cash manifesting itself in my lap. Of course my boss will be disappointed, but I'm sorry he resents my enlightenment. Perhaps I should turn him on to Oprah's Secret.

I'm actually very distraught over the fact that we've had no snow. My brother lives in Kansas and they got 32 inches. Here in New York city the 10-day weather forecast expects highs in the 50's, with 59 degrees on January 6th. That's just WRONG.

One of the things I dread doing for my wife is running errands to Whole Foods, the chief reason being I happen to love cheese -- soft cheese, hard cheese, imported European cheese, the good stuff. Cheese and beer. And Whole Foods happens to have a great selection of both. But it's all so gosh-darn expensive, . . . such that whenever I'm there I can ( Read more... )

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I only have distant (but very fond) memories of my uncle -- He was Japanese, adopted by birth, but in many ways more American than my father, having imbibed Western culture to the fullest, marrying a bluegrass banjo legend from Alabama named Wendy Holcombe (he played bass guitar, although I don't know the precise circumstances of their meeting). I ( Read more... )

32 reasons for why Jack Bauer is "the Man.".

'Nuff said.

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You Have A Type B Personality

B

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