There are 3 things I've learned never to discuss with people: religion, politics, and ( The Great Pumpkin. )

Q: What happens when there ain't nobody to talk to and I know that thinking about important stuff will only make things worse ( Read more... )

Mr. Bowie, you were fantastic tonight. Thank you for doing a whole bunch of songs that you didn't do at Area 2 and thank you so much for playing "Absolute Beginners." I got goosebumps ( Read more... )

You know, I've been thinking... I cannot envision any circumstances in which I'll ever have the opportunity to have sex again. How's it gonna happen? I just don't see it happening. - George Costanza ( Read more... )

It's been a while since I've shed an actual tear, but I've recently taken to having these 30 second semi-crying spells where it's oh-so-close to happening. Then I'm over it and I'm amused with myself. Let's talk about something else ( Read more... )

Oh, how much more would I prefer a true "friends list" than a '"people who don't really give a rat's ass list?" The answer is... a lot. Some of y'all are real good to me. I hope I show my appreciation ( Read more... )

It seems as though love is in the air. Not for me, mind you, but in general. Almost everyone I know is smitten. Crushes abound. Romance is all about. And y'all know what I'm referring to. Just now, a bunch of you reading this thought, "He's writing about me here, isn't he?" See? :) Some of you are so giddy and girlish and hopeful and scared ( Read more... )

I should be doing great things.

The years I spent thinking should have been spent doing. I failed miserably at self-discovery.

I need an adventure.

I'm a straight male in my late 20's and I own Barbie dolls. I don't collect them or anything, but over the years, I've amassed probably around 20 or so 'fashion dolls.' It's funny... when its sold in the action figure aisles, given a gun & holster, and its box has G.I. Joe written on it, it's called a "12 inch figure," but never EVER a "doll." ( Read more... )

Okay, so even though I've done 'concert reviews' in the past, I don't particularly like them since they always have that "aren't you jealous because I was there and not you?" vibe so I promise I won't got into ultra-mega-detail, but good heavens....

A thought occurred to me on the way to the Fleetcenter: Crap, I'm gonna be late! Man, I hate ( Read more... )