Good Moleman. I’m going to start saying that every week because shut up. It’s Friday, December 11, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather in Brooklyn is 57˚ with Pantone® 290 C™ skies and… Continue reading
Good Meringue. What the hell is a meringue? Sounds like jewelry for chronic mumblers. Get out of my office! Yes, I know it’s a car! It’s Friday, December 4, Two Thousand and Fifteen.… Continue reading
My life has been in disarray this week. I’ve become a lot more paranoid and suspicious about the world around me. When I come home at night, I inspect small objects to see… Continue reading
As an enthusiastic purveyor of action, schlock and schlocky action, I’ve been harboring a dark secret. No, it’s not that I’ve never watched Star Trek or enjoyed an Indiana Jones movie, I will… Continue reading
I reviewed every Bond film in five seconds for my friend who’s never seen a Bond film.
Now that the baseball season has fallen into an uneventful slumber, I find myself racing to find something to cover up the hole in my brain, so that it doesn’t bleed out and… Continue reading
Good evenering. It’s Friday, October 16, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather in Brooklyn is 63˚ & perfectish and somewhere, somebody is banging his head against the wall, knowing that he’s about to… Continue reading
Phantom Songs is an ongoing series of musical pieces that you can’t quite put your finger on. You have most definitely heard the song before, but are most likely not able to pinpoint… Continue reading
Good afternoon. Get back to work. Or not. See if I care. [SPOILER: I do.] It’s Friday, October 9, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather in Brooklyn is 80˚ with looming thunderstorms and… Continue reading
Goulet. It’s Friday, October 2, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather in Brooklyn is 49˚ & hue hue hue hue huuuueee and somewhere, somebody is reading the ingredients of something at the grocery… Continue reading
