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May whatever god you believe in have mercy on your soul That's it. That's the quote. In the past few months I've had people ask me why I work on this site. And frankly I didn't have an answer. Or at least a good answer. Because, to be honest, it's a weird site. Quotes from…

So this is stupid. Stupid me. And callous me. I know. I suck. Joan Rivers. I thought she was hilarious. A brilliant comedian of the highest order. In the early days. She made fun of herself in a very personal way and I identified with it. Perhaps (and I'm being too honest here) because she…

In other news: I'm back. It was a long hiatus, I realize. But I'm back. Rants and TV. Miss me? Well at least pretend you did. My ego is clearly fragile.

I've been getting a ton of emails from Match.com lately—people that would be the perfect match for me or have liked my profile. If I were into guys in their 50s. That really liked cats. And lived in Canada. The curse of the Totally Awesomely Cool Gmail Address strikes again. I swear over the years I've…

I came in here to make fun of some spam I got, then I realized how long it's been since I wrote anything. My poor little planet suffers in silence and the world is deprived of my babbling nonsense. Tragedy, that. Oh! No, I totally did have something to mock. Sort of. See, I got…

I keep seeing ads for a show on NatGeo about Doomsday Preppers. Which couldn't help but remind me of my own experience with someone afraid of the coming Apocalypse. Plus it's easier to add a repost than come up with something new:   How Not to Prepare for the Apocalypse

I am currently sitting in the lobby of a hotel in Iowa City. Hootie and the Blowfish is playing overhead and Two and a Half Men is on the television in front of me. Neither of which I can change. It's like my worst nightmares have joined forces to create a perfect storm of awful.…

I am having a stupidly bad day. I'm trying to wrap things up before leaving on business and it's not going well. Mainly because I have two websites that got hacked and I've been trying to fix them for a few days. Thought I had it finally covered. Woke up this morning and it's back.…

So the next Presidential election looms and we're in the thick of the primaries. I've sort of accepted that there's a good chance my team's not going to win this one. And I'm okay with that. It's how these things work. But I must admit the GOP primaries have me worried. Although not for the…

It wouldn't be a new year without a new Pantone Color of the Year. This year it's Tangerine Tango. Or 7625C for those of you keeping score with a handy dandy Pantone book. I have two, just for the record. Ostensibly because I need them to pick colors when dealing with printed pieces but mainly…

I had kind of a crappy week. Just par for the course really. But that's neither here nor there. And eventually I should write down some thoughts about the passing of Steve Jobs. 'Cause I have a lot of them. And about the fact that Occupy MN started today. 'Cause I have a lot of…

I am currently off-world. Or off-planet. One of the two. Maybe both. Maybe neither. What's it to you? I'm also tired and a little punchy. Clearly. Anyway I am visiting my folks (one-half of my folks) in a far off and distant land known as "Wisconsin". It's a mysterious place, full of cows and cranberries…

I have seen some truly questionable theories put forth by television programs over the years. But none so questionable as When Pop Culture Saved America: A 9/11 Story. Which is—apparently—the story of how celebrities eased America's pain after 9/11. I won't lie. I didn't watch it. I did sit and stare at my television for…

I think I have a cold. Which is so not fair. I'm still trying to work out exactly why it's not fair though. I believe it has something to do with it being a holiday weekend. Or it being September. Although it is sort of chilly these days. We went from 90s last week to…

Right. So I finally gave in and started tweeting. I haven't actually decided if this will last more than a week or two (since I may not ever have anything to say--especially in a shortened version). So me and Twitter are sort of doing a trial marriage. I still think she's a shallow, mindless bimbo…