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Letters
I'm nothing but a dirty skipper-around-er, it's true. Since you're a fan of quotes here's one: "Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes)." - Walt Whitman— August 21, 2008 8:23 a.m.
Letters
The Tijuana bit really was good.— August 20, 2008 5:42 p.m.
Ollie Ewok
Because nobody cares. And eight people read this column. Including me.— August 17, 2008 12:18 p.m.
Ollie Ewok
The dreaded "Yub Nub" song. You're getting a knee to the groin for introducing that into this column, swine.— August 12, 2008 1:44 p.m.
Ollie Ewok
Who are those women in the picture?— August 6, 2008 5:29 p.m.
John Holmes Mysteries
I had to change it from "my best friend's mother's floor," to "a stranger" to make it sound more reckless. Although, anyone who's ever fallen asleep around Jenny's dog isn't safe. I found something on my hindquarter that I'm not willing to talk about. Not yet. It's too ... fresh. You know?— July 25, 2008 8:53 a.m.
Go Away, History!
As well as a stock car perched atop a beer and cigarette store named "Gumby's". West Virginians, not fighting stereotypes for 200 years.— July 11, 2008 8:42 a.m.
Go Away, History!
Gracias, Towel.— July 10, 2008 8:13 p.m.
Dumpster diving for dinner in North Park
Midwest, I take particular offense at your personal attack and name-calling: I'm certainly not a (gah!) "journalist".— July 8, 2008 6:33 a.m.
Stop! Drop! And Roll!
Towel, I don't think so. It was up last week, but I can't find it now. Se la vie.— July 8, 2008 6:26 a.m.