(And I ain’t talking ’bout pizza.)
Archive for December, 2003
It’s more that it doesn’t feel any different from any other day.
I guess there ARE some cops here who mind if you run a red light.
Ladies and gentlemen, a star is born.
I have certain things I expect to see out my window when I open the curtains in the morning.
Just when you think somebody might turn out not to be an asshole…
Political incorrectness sinks to a new low.