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A Thought on Dental Care

Posted on February 28, 2003February 23, 2022 by KZ

My dental hygienist is always giving me crap for not flossing well enough. Every time she’s scraping away with her instruments, she’ll comment that my gums are bleeding and that I should be making a better effort to floss. Well Debbie, did it ever occur to you that I might be bleeding because you’re tickling…

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A Little Bit of “Humbug” for the Holiday Season

Posted on December 23, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

So there’s this reindeer named Rudolph, whose nose, by some cruel mutation of a birth defect, glows bright red. His peers make fun of him his entire life merely because they’re too narrow-minded to accept the differences of others. So one day, after all these years of persecution and mistreatment, Santa all of a sudden…

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Holla Back

Posted on November 26, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

More often these days, when I listen to mainstream rap, I wish for the chance to confront some of those so-called rap superstars and ask them, “Don’t you ever get tired of running your mouth when you have absolutely nothing to say?”

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“Please, Call Me Osama”

Posted on November 11, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

A few months ago I was watching Dan Rather interview some US official about Osama bin Laden. At one point during the interview, Rather asked, “And if we were to capture Mr. bin Laden, how would we try him?” At that point, it took all my strength not to pull out a revolver and shoot…

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Hey Mickey, Your Fly’s Open

Posted on November 6, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

As impressed as I am with the quality of animation in films, television shows, and video games these days, I do have a minor objection. I think the animators and art directors are trying way too hard to make the images as “realistic” as possible. By that, I don’t mean to say that the Final…

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And Speaking of Obesity…

Posted on October 11, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

According to a recent study, roughly a third of all Americans are obese. That’s really good to know…too bad that story first broke like 20 years ago. It’s become something of a cliché now for news publications and news broadcasters to wag their admonishing finger at the fat people of America. If you watch the…

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And He Can Go Eat Something Else, Too

Posted on July 26, 2002February 23, 2022 by KZ

Some guy is filing a class action lawsuit against four major fast food chains over his obesity. Whatever happened to common sense and personal responsibility? This guy claims he somehow “didn’t know” how bad fried food was for him until 1999. Our country is either full of whiners or it’s full of idiots. In either…

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I wanted to get out and walk eastward toward the park through the soft twilight, but each time I tried to go I became entangled in some wild, strident argument which pulled me back, as with ropes, into my chair. Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets, and I was him too, looking up and wondering. I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.~F. Scott FitzgeraldSource: The Great Gatsby
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