Hey all. Welcome to a much cooler temperature'd Snippet Wednesday. Enjoy it while you can!
12 posts from July 2011
In what may likely be classified the least surprising bit of news to come down the pipeline, singer Amy Winehouse was found dead this morning in her home. She was 27 years old.
Every winter, I smile as people around me are shivering in the cold and cursing as the trudge through the snow that characterizes the season.
It's hot! Damn hot! It's so hot I could fry an egg in my shorts, it's that hot! So prepare yourself for a steamy Snippet Wednesday! Well, only in the temperature sense of it all.
I am here today to discuss a most meddlesome medical condition, one with which you may or may not be familiar.
Yesterday was a heckuva loaded day. I got up at 6:30 in the morning to head into Chicago and didn't get home until after 11:30 at night. Why? Allow me to tell you.
It's about a minute past midnight on Friday morning. Am I in bed? No. Am I even at home? No.
I'm not entirely sure why, but on my drive home last night, I started thinking about love songs.
Welcome to another in a long line of Snippet Wednesdays. It's getting to be quite a pedigree. No comment on if it's a good or bad pedigree, okay?
Last night, my buddy, Eric, and I went to the Aragon Ballroom to see five of our favorite guys jam on stage. And, lemme tell ya, Wayne, Michael, Steven, Kliph, and Derek – better known as The Flaming Lips – tore it up.
Ever since getting my iPhone, I've become addicted to iPhonography (Get it? iPhone + Photography = iPhonography). The ease of taking a photo, doing some basic editing or filtering and then uploading it all using the one handheld device is just fan-freakin'-tastic.
Happy belated birthday, U.S.A.!