Yes kids, believe it or not there was once a time when every important sporting event was available for free on regular television. Even Muhammad Ali heavyweight boxing matches. Free. On television. Of course we only had three channels back then (four, including PBS) and changing the channels meant getting up, walking over to the television and grabbing this big silver knob that you cranked around. Thump. Thump. Thump. I own the airwaves. You do too. We the people own…
I don’t tolerate bullshit well. I tend to close doors on dishonest people. It’s ironic, actually, since I once made a living by being dishonest. If you call that a living. But eventually I realized that the only thing I actually had in the world was my word. Sure, this sounds like something out of an episode of Bonanza, but it’s true. Not until I was stripped down, nay, leveled down to bare nothing, did I realize that I was…
For about ten years I’ve worn the kind of underwear that holds the package neatly in place and extends to about mid-thigh. Not unlike the ones worn here by Beckham. They’re not too tight. Not too loose. They work for me. And like all men’s underwear, they have two vertical folds of overlapping fabric in the front. I call this the penis window. Whether it’s boxers or briefs – there’s always this window. The concept is that we men unzip…
I was recently sick to my stomach and ordered to the ER by my doctor. While in triage, they ran my credit card for my copay. After discovering how sick I was, and once my payment cleared, they admitted me into the hospital – where I spent the next 36 hours. I received the bill last week. The total cost was $18,000 – give or take a few bucks. I spent two nights in the hospital. Had one CT scan…
Who am I to walk this earth with my head held high? A flightless soul neck-deep in the minutia? I am but a man of the dirt, born in the fertile soil of nowhere, destined to live a life of servitude with a drawerful of plastic spoons. The stars I chase are flying specs of dust caught on beams of sunlight streaming in through dirty blinds on weekend mornings when dogs jump on the bed. Only those validated through academia…
Before I start, I want to make something clear – this is my blog. It’s not important to me that it provides answers to questions you may have about life, love, or business. I do not sell advertising here. I do not have a niche topic to adhere to. I have no loyalty to anything anyone else believes in. I maintain loyalty only to my heart. And I put that on the line every time I click publish. Now on…
