Yesterday, I came home from work to find a box filled with ten copies of Excelsior, You Fathead, a biography of Jean Shepherd whose publication I was instrumental in fomenting. I brought the project to the attention of Applause Books, my former employer--by a stroke of luckitude, the CEO listened rabidly to Shep as a teenager, and still had fond ( Read more... )

I have gone off the Dork Deep End and decided that I would like to start a fantasy baseball league. This depends in part on my ability to recruit fellow Dorks to join me. I need at least eight teams (not necessarily eight people), and can accept as many as 20. Not sure which outlet I will choose--I'm debating between the big three of ESPN, MLB, and ( Read more... )

The NY papers need a daily demon. Things being what they are in this city, the fourth estate is usually provided with ample examples from which to pick--baby killers, serial rapists, lead-footed aristocratic PR hacks, and so on. Today's demon is brought to you by the Yankees, courtesy of Jason Giambi. The papers have placed his quote-unquote ( Read more... )

Yesterday, I received the most heartfelt, sincere apology for any wrong done to me ever--and it came from the Post Office.

One of the items in my mailbox yesterday was an envelope from the US Postal Service. It had a clear window, showing the label of a Netflix slip addressed to me. On the back of the envelope, there was a written an apology of such ( Read more... )

Love is: Getting up before 9 on a Sunday so you can attend an engaged couples register-athon at Crate and Barrel with your intended.

I will say this for the folks at Crate and Barrel--they made the event relatively painless for the men in attendance. Basically, they handed each couple a pricing gun and told them to run around the store like drunken ( Read more... )

I invested ten dollars in two boxes for an office Super Bowl pool. One of these boxes yielded the correct halftime score, which earned me a cool C-note. Everyone around the office congratulated me, to a sickening extent. Yesterday, I couldn't turn a corner without someone slapping me on the back. The two times I won the weekly NFL pool, all I got ( Read more... )

A posting at X-Entertainment.com has put me in a giddy and nostalgic mood. The posting in question is actually going on two years old, but the subject it covers brought back many teary emotions. It discusses a kid who won a Master of the Universe Design a New Character contest, and got royally hosed when Mattell never released the action figure as ( Read more... )

At virtually the last minute yesterday, I was told there was one week left of OfficeOps live radio. I got this news around 3 pm, which may seem like ample time to prepare for a one-hour radio show at 7. But I'm not a stop-on-a-dime kinda guy. I'm more like a freight train--I need at least five miles to come to a complete stop. If you want me to go ( Read more... )

I saw something on TV this weekend that made me rethink the path I have chosen for my life. Because I was upstate at my mom's house and had less than jackshit to do, I wound up watching a criminal amount of TV. Just two days of miserable, rotten sloth, when moving your legs two inches to let someone else sit on the couch is considered a grueling ( Read more... )

Last night was the ambush end of Holy Goddamn! for the foreseeable future. I had heard rumors to this effect, but there was no official word until two minutes before I went on the air. The OfficeOps space is going to be revamped and largely repurposed in the coming months, with much of the space sadly being converted into apartments. The radio ( Read more... )