Forcing myself away from the stage and internet. It’s a novel concept and my detractors are doing summer salts.

Got a public massage today in the mall, think I got jipped on the time. Gonna complain to Sharper Image.

Bang! - right into the laughter. That’s what my words do.

You hear about this guy trying to cancel AOL? He spent nearly 20 minutes on the phone (which he recorded) with the ALWAYS DREADED customer service, they hassled him about canceling, etc.

But after listening to it, the guy calling in was a prick, or at least he came off that way. You can be friendly and firm, this guy was looking for trouble in my opinion.

I’ll give it another listen.

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I refuse to understand the culture of tagging. My secure living arrangements got hit the other day, or night? They’re like Lock Ness, I can never catch them. Reminds me of chupacabra or the mystical two-headed snake.

If you know of any punk kids who go by the name of “Thief“, “Crow“, or “Milk“, please contact your local authorities and/or neighborhood watch.

They could be armed and most likely are dangerous. Please don’t chance it, let the professionals handle it after your initial 911 call.