i’m sending love letters to the futurei guessed at the time andi guessed at the address andit’s an unfinished poem.it’s a half-written song.i can’t remember how it goes.buti hope it finds you happy andi hope it finds you safe andthe only thing i hope for isyou’ll remember my name

Why, hello there. I took a break from screwin’1 to stop and say hi. Hi! I hope you are ready for some strong opinions, because here they come! Look out. OK, Friday night, The Sexiest Man Alive and I saw ‘Supersize Me’. It was the most frightening horror film I had ever seen, and not only should you go see ...

Dear Scotty: I changed my mind! This is the tattoo for me: I found wreckin’-ball dude on a truck at a demolition site near my house. The image is poorly-rendered and vaguely homoerotic, but damn. He’s cool. So here’s the destruction! I don’t know why I had to stop and take pictures, but this stuff excites me. Especially once I ...

Hey! I just realized that rushing out and back for my coffee at 11:30 was dumb, because now it’s only noon and I’m back at my desk and I ate my fake-turkey-masquerading-as-bologna sammich, and I’ve got nothing to do but wonder if Michael’s gonna be back soon to fixed that stored procedure so that I can officially be done with ...