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Monthly Archives: February 2009

Two people wandering through the desert look back on their tracks and say, “Well, at least we’re making progress.”

The road less travelled has become rather crowded of late.

People who contend that homosexuality is unnatural also hold that the supernatural is not.

It’s often easiest to bury the hatchet along with the other party.

They say “power corrupts.” As if the bastard was a saint getting there in the first place.

Every time I upload a new picture to Facebook I seem to be thinking, “this’ll show her.”

It’s a good thing if a woman asks you to dance, unless she’s holding two pistols.

The walls in my house are so thin I can hear the neighbors not having sex.

Karl Rove is a toad that never liked flies.

They say some people internalize everything. For those who do not, I suggest you’re missing a step.

The road to Iraq is paved with good excuses.

Looking back on high school I’m glad I was never there.

Progressives have fought long and hard for unity and the battle rages on.

I try to be energy conscious and turn the lights off every time I leave a room. Some people take it personally.

The trick to unprotected sex is to get out while the going’s good.

Let’s agree to call a spade a racial epithet.

Indie Rock is the only culture where fans wish poverty on their heroes.

Woody Allen is a symbol of everything that’s wrong with Woody Allen.

Boredom is ancestor to all luxury.

I don’t usually like to read the New York Times at home because there’s no one around to see me do it.