There may one day be something else for me.

Don't see the hooker... Wilson!

Plastic surgery isn't just about people's vanity.

Okay.

I probably shouldn't have used his name.

Diving once again into the somewhat brackish waters of internet dating, I've had five hits already this month. Sounds good, right? So far the top candidate works as a night clerk at a video store and plays accordion in a polka band.

So no, it's not sounding so good.

I love my job. But some days are better than others.

Guess you weren't expecting to see me.

Most men aspire to have noble friendships. I aspire to survive my friendships.

Every cloud has a silver lining. Except for the mushroom shaped ones, which have a lining of Iridium & Strontium 90.

There are days when I actually still like my job and what I do. And then there are the days where I wonder what the hell I'm still doing here.