How I Get My Ideas
Something tells me that there’s a stage play in here somewhere: The King of Cars
She’s cute but she’s a plagiarist, and for that she should be beaten with a bag of oranges. Plagiarists are worse lower on the chain of fecality than people who steal babies’ diapers for crack money, because doing [...]
Friday, April 28th, 2006 | 3 Comments »
My Children Will Be My Slaves
I have decided that when I reproduce (perhaps through binary fission) I will have exactly six children. I have already determined their future occupations:
One will be a lawyer in order to provide free legal advice to me at all times.
One will be a doctor in order to provide free health care. The [...]
Thursday, April 27th, 2006 | 2 Comments »
When the Student is Ready, the Master Will Appear
Frank Gehry is being tapped to revitalize downtown L.A.; I like his crazy metal-skinned architecture that fries sidewalks and looks all wafty and cool. I wonder if the new Guggenheim will ever become a reality.
For a long time I thought that if L.A. was granted a wide-ranging, high-speed subway it would become [...]
Wednesday, April 26th, 2006 | 4 Comments »
What Chaps My Hide
…Is buying the wrong type of cartridge for my razor. That really sucks. I use a Mach 3 and I bought the wrong cartridges for it. Now I have to use my old Sensor razor.
The package branding of both cartridges looks fairly similar — they don’t make a huge [...]
Tuesday, April 25th, 2006 | 2 Comments »