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There must be a reckoning

Zombie Dinner Party … with your chef, Dr. Hannibal Lector

An Open Letter of Apology to President Barack Obama

No, really: This job-search thing is like shooting fish in a barrel

If not for The Force, Darth Vader would have totally gotten his ass kicked, because that suit? Not very practical.

Man, this finding-a-new-job thing is going to be easier than I thought

Take Me Out to the Therapist… Take Me Out to the Shrink…

Van Halen (or, The Band That Ate My Life)

Is it November yet?

Dear Gene Simmons of KISS, a.k.a. My Childhood Hero: I think there’s been a terrible misunderstanding. Either that, or you’re an overly sensitive dick.

ABOUT ME

I was born in 1970, raised just outside of Boston, and now live near Philadelphia. As a child, I thought I was going to be…
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