My co-worker, who is a health nut and in impeccable shape, was just diagnosed with colon cancer. I'm so fucking pissed at the world right now. Edit: Also, he is barely 40.

I'm finally reading The Stand. I like it well enough, but there is something that is bothering me a little. There is this weird shift in POV that seems to go from omniscient to first-person and back. I know that is not a totally unusual thing, it just seems really clunky at times. Can anyone else confirm, or I am just…

I played a couple shows on New Years Eve (same venue, different bands), we got bottles of cheap champagne passed to us while we were playing. That always makes for a fun, boozy time.

I got a job interview tomorrow. The salary range is almost double what I'm making now (and I do fine, given I live in absolute filth). The problem is, this job might actually expect me to accomplish things.

I'm gonna have to find a new city to live in.

That's some hot property!

True story: The GF and I started watching Girls a few months ago. Neither of us had ever seen it. I mean, sure, it ain't perfect (like every other show). But, we both enjoyed it. I'm excited.

The ads were running non-stop.

Honest to god, I almost made some comment about that scene as well. Then I didn't. So, you know. There we are.

Did you want to bum me out? Cause you bummed me out.

Let's take a brief moment this holiday season to reflect on how fucking great Black Dynamite is.

This bites.

This Week Cosby was in…

Ringo.

I was thinking the track sounded a little busy, not necessarily a deal breaker, though. Then that fucking vibraslap came in.

"Tasty Freeze"

I want you to know that joke launched me into a level 5 giggle fit.

Maybe execution is the wrong word.

To stop those monsters, one-two-three,
Here's a fresh new way that's trouble-free,
It's got Paul Anka's guarantee.
Guarantee void in Tennessee.

"Brave HBO VP decides to put liberal, nazi, liberal, smart-ass college professor in his place. What he says next will make you cheer!"