Monthly Archives: February 2005
Peddling On
By now, I think it’s safe to say that most Americans are aware of those yellow Lance Armstrong bracelets that help fund cancer research. They’ve grown into something of a trend, and I guess rightly so, because supporting medical science … Continue reading
So Long, Duke
I’ve always considered writing the most hateful kind of work. I suspect it’s a bit like fucking, which is only fun for amateurs. Old whores don’t do much giggling. Nothing is fun when you have to do it–over & over, … Continue reading
Timber
The title of my last post is a tongue-in-cheek reference to Matthew 7:1-5, in which Jesus tells his followers not to judge others. “How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me remove that splinter from your eye,’ while the … Continue reading
The Wooden Beam in My Eye
I’ll keep all the sordid details to myself, but the gist of the story goes something like this. For nearly a year and a half, my girlfriend Diana had been working retail and living with friends that didn’t mind the … Continue reading
Mowing Down Protestors, Sacking the QB, It’s All the Same
I didn’t plan on writing about the Super Bowl this year, but I heard something during a commercial break that honestly offended me. What clown working for the Fox Broadcasting Company thought it would be a good idea to play … Continue reading
