the food of love I heard a lyric last night: “Your blood is in my heart.” It seems strange that I haven’t heard that lyric a thousand times before. There are some that we hear over and over again in songs. “Her hand in mine.” “I still smell her.” “And I was his.” These lyrics…

what’s it worth to me? Nine dollars. You can buy several things for nine dollars. You can buy a pack and a half of cigarettes. You can buy two six-packs of Diet Coke. You can buy half a tank of gas. Two cartons of milk. Lots of bread. Two Chicken Nugget Supersize meals. Ten writable…

the oldest popstar speaks The other afternoon I was having my cool coffee under a cool umbrella at a cool coffee shop, reading the cool paper like I usually don’t, when I found the “news” blurb announcing the auditions for next season’s Popstars. I smiled, thinking about how some of my readers had asked me…

the obvious dreams I had a dream last night that all of my things were stolen. The thieves had left a note, basically along the lines of, “Ha! Try and get your work done now!” The handwriting was very girlie, and I was pretty sure they had signed their own names. They had only stolen…

lessons learned. My fingers are killing me. I finally had it with these ho nails, having dealt with them for about a week now, and I spent the earlier half of the day soaking my hands in some acetone. The thing is, I was having a very difficult time typing with the fake nails. Okay,…

and slightly bitter Okay, so when you’re gone for a full week you end up having way too many things to talk about when you come back to actually write the entry you want to write. So, I’ll break this up into pieces with things I learned about myself on the trip. I’m never taking…

here comes the ho. Please forgive my typing. There will probably be lots of typos. This is all not my fault. Let me explain. I have a wedding to go to this weekend. Yes, I checked the date. Because of last weekend’s non-wedding, I have three weddings this month. Very exciting. Anyway, I’m traveling and…

Rivers Cuomo Breaks My Heart. I was sort of dreading the release of the new Weezer album. Let me explain. I’ve put many hours and days and years into my Weezer love. I was an early fanatic. I had to defend myself when Weezer was called “math rock” or “only for real geeks” or whatever.…

I didn’t mean to leave you. Okay, so when there’s company here, I find it difficult to sit down and write an entry. But I do like that company keeps me cleaning my house and leaving my house. These are two things I tend to skip when I’m home alone. I sit there, working all…

and goodbye It’s pretty frantic over here today. Ray’s gathering things together for a big proposal and is fixing to go out of town. “Fixing to.” That was just so some of you see I haven’t become totally Hollywood yet. Omar gets here in about three minutes, so I have to keep this quick. Basically…