Monthly Archives: August 2004

I’m going bald quickly, and that’s a bummer because there’s no way around it. If I just let it go, I’ll look ugly; if I fight it with combovers or pills or balms, I’ll look pathetic. Maybe it’s time I … Continue reading →

…if the Area manager catches you. These were related to me by my store manager, Guy, and when I reacted incredulously he said, “Hey, I’m just a puppet.” To illustrate this, he held his hand up at chest-level and wiggled … Continue reading →

Lots of crickets here at work today. I’ve had to step on a bunch, because they bother me. Kind of like us and Saddam Hussein. Sooner or later, he had to go. Saw the second series of “The Office” on … Continue reading →

Suicide Club (Get Me Off This Stinking Little Island — Oh wait, I’ll just kill myself) (Mail Me…lalalalalala) (Beware the Pop Pre-Teen Girl Singing Group) If you were going to combine 2 horror movies to make a new movie, which … Continue reading →