there are few intoxicants as good as a crazy go nuts rock and roll guitar solo.

as a teenager, what are your choices to rebel or shock your parents if dad already sports a nose ring?

re−districting… re−ligion… re−call… re−publican… re−diculous.

the feature friday in the cafeteria was “brown delight”. no further description is necessary.

it would have taken hallucinogens much stronger than anything i sampled as a teenager for me to have imagined then how my life would be now.

i admire folks who are either confident or indifferent enough to strut down the street singing out loud.

common sense is anything but common, and my expressing this is anything but unique.

i find it extremely annoying to watch a movie that has been edited for language and don’t even know what to say about vh-1 fouling up the only redeeming feature of showgirls by air-brushing a top on elizabeth berkley in the dancing scenes.

twelve hours later i was still cursing my ophthalmologist and her two to three hour estimate on the duration of dilating eye drops.

“i pretty much retire a helmet after i get a concussion in it” – just one of the many reasons its more entertaining to hear an interview with x game athlete.