…from days gone by. It’s amazing what you find when you start organizing photos.






Once a legitimate blog. Now just a collection of memes 'n menz.
…from days gone by. It’s amazing what you find when you start organizing photos.













All I can say is, “Fuuuuuuuuuck…”
Posted every year, just because…







5-1/2 hours sleep, 42% sleep quality. I simply could NOT fall asleep last night. I finally got up at 12:30 and took a Benadryl. That knocked me out, but I’m comatose this morning.
If you want to ruin any hobby, turn it into your job.
…in Prince of Darkness is a thing of beauty.



I don’t know how long most people own a car before they reach the point when washing it that they say, “good enough,” but I’ve definitely reached that point with Anderson.
When I first got him, he’d get washed twice a week. Sometimes I’d even get up early, just to do it before heading to work. I’d obsess over every nook and cranny. No streaks were allowed anywhere and he’d get a full waxing every couple months. I’d even jack the car up periodically take the wheels off to clean inside the rims.
But now? This past year or so he’s lucky if he gets washed every two months. I just want to get the dirt off. Every nook and cranny does not get obsessed over. I still want it to look nice, but let’s face it: Anderson is eleven years old and no matter what I do he’s showing his age. Because of the way I get in and out of my car, the driver side upholstery is in tatters (happens with every car I’ve owned). The one headlight that wasn’t replaced five years ago has completely oxidized. All the black plastic trim has faded beyond repair, and the black rubber gaskets at the base of the windows are revealing themselves to be black rubber paint on top of metal frames. So that’s why today, after wetting the car down, doing a quick wash, rinse and dry followed by an equally-quick once-over of the interior I announced “Good enough!” and packed it in.
Most world events can be more easily explained if you remember we are 95% chimpanzee.
I Feel Love notwithstanding, I really did not like this album when it first came out. Based on my acquisition of Giorgio Moroder’s From Here to Eternity earlier that summer and Donna’s own I Feel Love that was being played everywhere, I was expecting the entire album to be in that same hard-thumping electronic vein, and it most definitely was not.
What we got on Side 1 was sixteen minutes of 50s-inspired bebop that flew in the face of everything Giorgio (or for that matter, Donna) had done previously. And now I believe that was the whole point.
As the years have gone by, those A-Side tracks have grown to become my favorites, magically transporting me back to sun-dappled autumn afternoons in my dorm room at the University of Arizona. I may not have liked the album, but damn I played the hell out of it because it was Donna!
The B-side contained three more tracks (a more traditional mix of soul/disco that were good, but not as good as the flip side) before culminating in the still-amazing I Feel Love.

Because I laughed when I saw it.

And that’s not even taking the dogs into account!




Well, I don’t fantasize about an airplane crashing into the building before arriving at work like I used to do at DISH, so that’s something, right?
We must never never adjust to the present coarseness of our national dialogue, with the tone set at the top. We must never regard as normal the regular and casual undermining of our democratic norms and ideals. We must never meekly accept the daily sundering of our country. The personal attacks, the threats against principles, freedoms and institution, the flagrant disregard for truth and decency, the reckless provocations, most often for the pettiest and most personal reasons, reasons having nothing whatsoever to do with the fortunes of the people that we have been elected to serve. ~ Senator Jeff Flake, (R) Arizona
I am no fan of Jeff Flake. Never have been. But it was quite heartening—not to mention just a little bit surreal—to hear him stand up in the Senate yesterday and finally say (as a Conservative) what we on the Left have been saying since last November. Trump is unfit for office. Period.
People won’t double dip salsa but, they’ll eat ass.
Adulthood is wanting to cry for 4 days straight but not having the time to do it.


When you say it out loud, the acronym “NSFW” has two more syllables than the phrase “Not Safe For Work.”

If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.” ~ Mark Twain
But of course we know he’s incapable of telling the truth about anything.
If you ever feel like no one pays attention to you, try making a sandwich in front of your dog.

My latest additions, the Blade Runner 2049 collection.
It took me years to buy my first Pop! because I knew that once I did, it would become an addiction. And it has.
Next weekend it’s a trip to IKEA to buy two more LACK shelf units because the collection has now officially outgrown the three current shelves it occupies.
I suppose I could have a worse addiction…







Still working on organizing 50 years of photos.
And it’s making me realize I’ve taken a lot of shots I really like, (a few from 2008-2009 follow) but for some reason have never been posted, either here or on Flickr. I guess maybe at the time I didn’t think they were that good, or perhaps required more Photoshop tweaking than I had skills for. Or maybe I was just lazy. But it’s showing me that I miss making photos and really need to get my lazy ass out there again…


