Like most men, my memory is atrocious. The information I gather throughout my travels and travails, chunks of carbon polished by analysis until its gleaming core is unveiled, sadly allocates itself to some nether region of my cortex, to lay undisturbed. I rail against such and commit to electronic print each sundry datum I find relevant and interesting to my dear and fortunate reader, which is usually me.
The Porky Prius As I sit luxuriously parked on the 110 freeway during the L.A. rush hour (12:01a.m. to 11:59 p.m. daily...) I have ample opportunity to observe and curse at those streaming by in the carpool lane. Just because you're... more
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Humor.Three warriors of the east, a Hindu warrior, a Shaolin monk and a Taoist master are on a journey to bring enlightenment and combat evil to the lands of their region.They stop and set up camp, sitting around the campfire, they discuss their... more
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As I sit luxuriously parked on the 110 freeway during the L.A. rush hour (12:01a.m. to 11:59 p.m. daily...) I have ample opportunity to observe and curse at those streaming by in the carpool lane. Just because you're... 
