My Wife, the Spaz

This evening, having spent the evening hosting “The Vagina Monologues,” my wife and I enjoyed Taco Bell for dinner. For some reason, Amy insists on ordering to-go foods that can’t possibly be eaten to-go without ramifications. Tonight, she got a big pile of nachos with all the fixin’s for the road. About half-way through the… Continue reading My Wife, the Spaz

I ‘Heart’ Vaginas

The Vagina Monologues went off without a hitch this evening at 8:00pm, hosted by Celestial Studios. We had some pre-show belly-dancing entertainment from Troupe Galatia as well, and I think everyone enjoyed that to the fullest. There were probably 40 or so people in the room, which makes things comfortable. Jessie, from Dahlonega, performed the… Continue reading I ‘Heart’ Vaginas

Curtains for Bonny

Bonny, my `94 Pontiac Bonneville, finally kicked the bucket yesterday on my drive home. I’ve written about her recently – about an accident for which I still have not secured any funds for due to a State Patrol officer’s form-filling failure (damn you!). She was unable to deliver me home on this last trip; she… Continue reading Curtains for Bonny

Yogurt, You Deceptive Wench

Why does my yogurt come with a clear-plastic, hard cover? Is there anyone out there that can’t actually finish their yogurt in one sitting? Is that the conspiracy behind the “yogurt is healthy” ad-campaigns? Yogurt is healthy if you finish it in two sittings. No one can actually eat the whole thing in one sitting.… Continue reading Yogurt, You Deceptive Wench

April Showers

They say April showers bring May flowers. In the case I witnessed this morning, the showers came in the form of snow and May’s flowers were a bit stunted. What kind of bizarre turn of events is this?!? Yesterday, Amy and I worked our booths at the “Art on the Square” festival in Gainesville. It… Continue reading April Showers

The Vagina Monologues

My wife will be hosting The Vagina Monologues soon at her studio in downtown Gainesville. If you’re unfamiliar with the title, you’re living underneath a rock somewhere in a dark cave. The monologue started in the basement of the Cornelia Street Cafe in New York. Today, it has been put on by celebrities and colleges… Continue reading The Vagina Monologues

Accident Involving American/Chinese – No Casulaties

The picture says it all. Imagine our pretty blue planet encrusted with a garbage belt. Perhaps one day we’ll have rings the size of Saturn’s, though still just garbage. This is the sort of thing, I believe, that will continue to be a major hurdle for commercial space programs. Sure, NASA can watch the orbital… Continue reading Accident Involving American/Chinese – No Casulaties