This is what I’m driving now, and I’m perfectly happy with it.

Here’s hoping you didn’t blow any out your nose.  I know how painful that can be.

I like it, but I want physical controls for pretty much everything.   Particularly heat and air.

I can’t take full credit. I lifted the concept from Terry Pratchett.

I believe the Jamaican style also has vanilla in it.

I hope to be your Dad someday. That’s totally a joke I’d play if I got the opportunity.

I got mine yesterday afternoon.  Direct deposit. I didn’t find out until today, because I wasn’t expecting it.

Awww. Sphinx reminds me of our old cat Ed. We adopted him off the street because he had a terrible skin disease, which we cleared up with better food and flea treatments. He lived with us until we got divorced, when he went to live with my Grandmother because I couldn’t keep him. (I would have in a heartbeat. Same…

Do what I do in social situations: always have some ginger-beer* around. I prefer Cock-n-Bull, but I won’t turn down Bundaberg. Fentimans is also really good. I particularly dislike any ginger-beer labeled “Jamaican style” though. A friend also bought me a 4-pack of Fever Tree ginger-beer, and I didn’t like it either.…

The only really good things about American Beauty were Thora Birch, and Annette Bening slowly trying to cope with her life falling apart. Unfortunately they are both overshadowed by Kevin Spacey’s unsympathetic portrayal of a Nabokovian hero, Mena Suvari’s utterly uninspired “performance,” and whatever the hell Wes…

You got it kid, but don’t you think you should have blown your wad on a better name?

We are stardust, we are golden

I’ve actually heard some local New York journalists say outright that this is absolutely no surprise at all, and that anyone who had covered Albany for any length of time was well aware of the environment in Cuomo’s office.

I would.

I, as a man, have often referred to other men as “Sparky” or “Sunshine” or other diminutives. However none of them were ever my subordinates, and usually it was a not-so-subtle way of implying to others in the room exactly what I thought of their intelligence, aptitude, and general usefulness to society.

Yes.

She still divorced me. 😐

I know!  Right?  There’s nothing so terrifying as a pregnant woman with a craving.

Shade like a total eclipse of my heart.

I forgot about that!  You’re right.