Where I write about words and caffeine and dinner and stripper films masked as horror flicks

I’m fully aware that there are people who wake up and don’t feel the need to expel half of their body weight through their sinuses. I envy those people. I’ve actually been running pretty regularly . . . something “clicked” in my head and I realized that I was making excuses to stay inside to… Continue reading Where I write about words and caffeine and dinner and stripper films masked as horror flicks

Where I write about strippers, and Spongebob, and free beer

Just before the full impact of the .com bust was realized, I got a fairly cushy job, for a recent-college graduate, developing web applications for an Internet startup. For a single guy, living in Baltimore1, it wasn’t too bad of a job. At this job, my phone never rang, unless it was something bad. So,… Continue reading Where I write about strippers, and Spongebob, and free beer