No, it's all rented and insured. I mean, yes, he can afford it, but…. I mean, most people aren't just going to have 3 Million in jewelry on-hand, its a dumb use of their money, but rappers aren't most people and have been known to not always make the most sound financial decisions. Who knows, though? Maybe Drake is…

I've been using oversized sacks with dollar signs printed on them

So, this is how it ends? Not with a bang, nor a whimper, but a flurry of crass product placement and marketing synergies.

…and it better consist of nothing but Hard Target anecdotes!

At first I was like… No Skor? huh, maybe its a Canadian thing.

Yes, Close to the Edge.

Life in general. It's pretty good right now. The boy is back in school, the dojo is getting full again as summer is over and we should be getting a new crop of students from the local university nearby, and thank Odin that the humidity if finally subsiding

Another killer bass-line from the Ox in that Who cut.

Turkey burgers with old sharp Welsh cheddar and a spicey-honey BBQ sauce that was supposed to be for chicken wings, but paired really, really nicely with the turkey. Served with a pint of "Absent Landlord" Kolsh ale

Gloves are a good idea. So too is a mask. Dead serious, you do not want to be breathing in 40 years of molds, especially when you get to the basement/attic

One way to get around this, if you send/receive a lot of email and if its is geographically feasible, is to get up and go to the desk of the person you would normally email. I find that a) its easier communication wise to get your point across when face to face, and you can always sum up the conversation if you need a…

Labour day wasn't even over before all of the liquor stores were crammed with nothing but Pumpkin fucking spice beers. I just managed to endure the "nothing but saisons and grapefruit-IPAs" summer season, and there's been nary a brown ale in sight. If this keeps up, I'm going to have to drink a major label beer…

…and could they perhaps drive a purple van and hang out with a talking Great Dane? Just spit balling, here.

*insert Dave Chappelle clip here*

It really needs to be one of those procedurals that were popular about 5-8 years ago, where the protagonist had one special skill that they were the most awesomest at, like they could smell better than anyone in the word, or they could always tell when someone lied to them, or whatever and each week would solve a…

CSI: ABC, BBD

Nah, its the other way around. All those times I was too clueless or stupid to get that I was being propositioned. George Costanza and the "coffee offer" was basically me. Might still be me, sometimes I can't tell.

Who the fuck are the knutsons?!

Sam Elliot Disease

It's the look on Polito's face after the Dude clarifies that he's just helping her conceive. Breaks me up every time. "She's not my special lady, she's just my lady friend!"