Where we’re living in this town The sun is coming up and it’s going down But it’s all just the same at the end of the day When we cheat and we lie Nobody says it’s wrong So we don’t ask why ‘Cause it’s all just the same at the end of the day Don’t…
Year: 2003
Why Yes, I Do Feel a Draft
It’s funny to think of how much importance we assign to pants (or trousers, as the British call them). I don’t know if it’s due to societal conditioning, or if it’s some deeply rooted instinctual preference, but it’s hard to take a guy seriously when he’s not wearing pants. Case in point: Let’s say you…
On Feeling Human Again
It’s been far too long since I’ve known the touch of a female’s soft embrace. I’m not talking about hugs, because I get plenty of those. And I’m not alluding to any sexual conquest, either. I miss the closeness of holding a girl and falling asleep with her by my side. Last Saturday, thanks in…
Why McDonald’s, Why?
Why did you downgrade the McChicken to the small, sesame-seedless hamburger/cheeseburger bun?
Spidey Would Approve
Just a minute ago, while cleaning my room, I came face to face with a huge daddy long legs spider that had set up camp in my closet. Whenever I see a spider, my first impulse is always to take note of its last position, hurriedly grab a tissue, and then crush the poor little…
Props, Larry
His name is Larry, but I like to call him the mad philanthropist. Every time he comes into the store, he heads to my department and clears the shelves—all in the name of charity. Last winter, I rang up his purchase of two hundred towels. This year, apparently, he’s all about comforters. When he came…