I’m in an odd mood today. I’m not quite sure how I feel. I feel a little bloated I think; maybe I’m getting PMSy. It’s like I’m a little pissed off, but I don’t really know at who or what. Maybe I’m just tired; stretched thin. I have no idea why I feel this way today, yesterday was a pretty good day. My sister April called me and we chatted awhile. We shared found memories [...]

One man’s tacky is another man’s chic. It’s Christmas time (again), and your television commercials are filled with a limitless supply of ideas for crap you should buy other people. There are some who would love nothing more than opening a Mohawk Chiapet or the pocket fisherman from Mr. Ron-co himself. For me, those fall in to the realm of tacky. So I began to wonder if there was some universal standard of tackiness, a [...]

Despite my new found love for Stargate SG-1, I wouldn’t classify myself as a Sci-fi buff. I like Starwars and all, but I couldn’t quote to you the linage of how Bubba Fett got his snazzy armor that allowed him to live for years inside the belly of that sand trap in Return of the Jedi (sorry, a Nathan Prong conversation flashback). I used to watch Star Trek the Next Generation, but I’m not a [...]