Snack Attack No. 8 Parmesan Crusted Fish Bites I love the drive-thru. Like most fat, lazy and self-indulgent Americans, I enjoy eating sugar and fat-laden goodies while in my jammie-jams, while [...] Jennifer Wohletz \ Jul 20, 2006 Read More An ocean of fried flavor!
Six Years ... Six Years ... … into George W. Bush’s reign of incompetence, I still find myself asking the question, “How did this brain-dead imbecile come to be [...] Steven Robert Allen \ Jul 20, 2006 Read More
Sao Paolo Now that the rains have returned to New Mexico after a lengthy absence, the question becomes: What’s appropriate music to accompany the sound [...] Furry Lewis \ Jul 20, 2006 Read More
On The Bright Side Whenever I’m having a bad day—like today!—I like to look at the bright side of life. The world is perfect when there is [...] Amy Dalness \ Jul 20, 2006 Read More Cute!
High Tech City I’m trying to locate a park. You see, I’ve been living in the same apartment complex for over a year and had yet [...] Amy Dalness \ Jul 20, 2006 Read More It looks better in person—I swear.
Is This World War Iv? It’s sure starting to feel like it. Steven Robert Allen \ Jul 20, 2006 Read More
Doin’ The Roadrunner Nasty Continuing Adventures In Backyard Bird-Watching Droopy and Big Guy are not shy about getting it on! They have already produced three juveniles in two nests and it looks [...] Sarah Bonneau \ Jul 20, 2006 Read More
“It’s Like There’s A Party In My Mouth ... “It’s Like There’s A Party In My Mouth ... … and everyone’s invited.” Man, that cliche is tired . Thankfully, my wife just reminded me of a Dutch expression that’s very similar [...] Steven Robert Allen \ Jul 20, 2006 Read More
Tasting Metal Ozzfest was everything it should be, with power chords aflyin’, mosh pits aplenty and thick-necked bearded men calling us Albufuckin’querque between songs. I [...] Marisa Demarco \ Jul 13, 2006 Read More
What’s Your Favorite Fruit? Mine changes from week to week. Today, it happens to be the loquat, a fruit indigenous to China that came to California in [...] Steven Robert Allen \ Jul 13, 2006 Read More Thinking the seeds were worthless, Jack’s mother tossed them out the window. To her surprise, in the morning they’d grown into giant stalks, stretching like ladders toward the heavens.
