So, in case you didn't know it... my birthday party is Thursday at 9:30 at Friends on Columbia Avenue in Battle Creek. Be there, buy me drinks, flash me. You know you want to.

If you are living in the US- and most of those who read this space certainly are- you are living in the most segregated country in the world. I am not specifically refering to race, here- because there is still that, but it's far worse in other countries. I don't mean sex- women have made some strides here, and despite having a long way to go still ( Read more... )

1] Do you have a couch in your front yard or porch?: No ( Read more... )

I am slowly but surely rounding into shape at work. I will outsell these people, and by a wide margin, and take home grotesque and unfair portions of the company's commission checks. I will use this new found wealth for my own evil purpi; perhaps I shall use it to build a ship. A PIRATE SHIP.

I seriously haven't updated in forever. For those of you who aren't in the know, I started my new job like two weeks ago. More importantly: Next Tuesday, House starts again- along with the Pistons opener! Holy shit, what a conflict!

I look back upon the faces that I watched walk away, and they haven't aged along with the rest of the world. That's the worst thing about regret, about nostalgia. I am so much stronger now, than I was then. Much more in control, much better at handling emotions. The me I left behind still isn't, if that makes sense. I can never talk my memories out ( Read more... )

Sean and I found a random superhero name generator on-line last night... with minor changes, we have decided that, should the incredible occur, and we are granted mutant powers, we will almost certainly be known as... Cyborgborg, and Blue Diamond Phillips! No clue as to what our powers would be... but I think with a name like Cyborgborg, people ( Read more... )

( Episode III: Our First Fatality )

Updating my NBA Live 06 rosters- the first step in playing the game at all, as far as I am concerned- I noticed something that, once again, got me to thinking. Jason Maxiell- our new forward, and most unfortunately Dunkin' Darvin Ham Slam Jam's replacement this year- is 23 years old. He's a kid, so you would think we would give him a few years to ( Read more... )

Well, it's hard to believe I have been doing this for four years now. Not that hard to believe, I guess. Anyway, here are my predictions for the NBA playoffs this year, certain to make me and me alone chuckle like an idiot six months from now ( Read more... )