I’ve really been trying to give Twitter a fair chance here. Do I understand what it does? No. Do I see it’s purpose? Barely. Do I update several times a day? Absolutely. And I have no idea why. I feel an obligation for some reason, but I also enjoy living inside social media. I can get into a whole dissertation here on the mechanics of social media here...

The saddest thing about teenage stoners is that nothing they have ever done is original. Even down to the idea of smoking weed. Their grandparents popularized it and they continue to roll with the same ideals and Cheech & Chong clothing that used to be considered counter-culture. Last night, I went and saw the film “The Hangover.” Much like the rest...

I’ve been thinking a lot about Time Travel lately. I always have in one way or another and I think my fascination with the Back to the Future Trilogy and Quantum Leap proves that, but lately it has been more than usual. I think it has something to do with me discovering the story of Rudolph Fentz – a man who supposedly time traveled from 1876 into 1950...

With the Super Bowl upon us (oh, sorry, NFL – “The Big Game”) I felt it was time I address something most women cannot understand: The innate male desire for large televisions. It’s pretty common knowledge that TV sales increase this time of year. Men like to watch sports on as large a surface as humanly possible and if they are lucky enough...

World of Warcraft. It’s something you or a friend of yours is hopelessly addicted to. You might not know you have a friend that is addicted to it, but ask yourself this. Did you used to have a friend you talked to on a fairly regular basis and these last few months you simply cannot find them? Oh, they are on AIM all day long and if you message them enough...

I am terrible at New Year’s Resolutions. I don’t like making promises I cannot keep, so this year I will make a resolution so outlandish that when I do end up failing at it, I won’t feel so terrible. I will also create that resolution right now — as I type — in a classic, Faulkner (or Edouard Dujardin / James Joyce for you literary...