Megan and I were watching yet another TV show with pregnant people in it. Is this the cosmos giving us hints about our next step in life? Because, if it is, screw you cosmos. Babies? How about money? Then we can talk babies. In any […]
Monthly Archives: February 2012

128/365 – Grill Job
We live in an era where finding your dream job – a job that helps you live while simultaneously gives you sense of purpose and fulfillment – is not just a possibility but a right. Where our grandparents took jobs because it was a matter […]

127/365 – It’s A Sporty Crime
It’s Super Bowl Day. Wooo hooo, yeah! Good thing I married a woman who could care less about sports. She stayed home memorizing lines for her play. I went to “watch” the game with friends. So, there’s no better time than today to espouse […]

126/365 – An Open Letter To Dad
Dear Dad, A few nights ago, when I went to the gym, I realized I am my father’s son for two reasons. One, because I went to the gym in the first place. Trying to stay healthy. I even went swimming. I remember when we […]

125/365 – Sprinkled
Megan and I were watching TV last week (Battlestar Galactica in case you were interested). I won’t reveal too much because I know all of you want to watch Battlestar, but I can say that it was an episode where a character reveals she is […]

124/365 – Granola Isn’t Food!
After days of writing blog posts about nothing, nothing and more nothing, I finally had something interesting happen. Well, I wouldn’t say it was the most fantastic thing to ever happen – not as if REM walked in to my place of work and offered […]

123/365 – Boring
This has been a real boring week. Just nothing happening. Seriously. Nothing . . . at least noting worth writing about. Sure, I have all those ideas I listed yesterday, but I’m not read for them quite yet — meaning, it’s not the right time. […]
131/365 – Cloning the Clones
Star Wars, Episode I; The Phantom Menace is being re-released tonight . . . in mother fucking 3D. Yeah, the swearing was absolutely necessary. Of course, if tone of voice was as desernable in text as it is in speech, I wouldn’t have so many […]