I'm worth more dead than alive.

... It's sort of annoying how they will try to pass you when cycling... and then run out of steam and slow down... It is as if they want you to stare at their ass or something... I don't wear spandex while cycling, or have clipless pedals. I have a pretty shitty bike compared to these cycle idiots who have money. Once they pass me, I decide to crush them on some hills. Uphill and downhill. I wish they'd just let me enjoy my day without cutting me off and then going slow as fudge. I hate spandex cyclists because of their cycle etiquette!

I think it was the 80's. Modern life has too many laws. Too many sensitive people. Cancel culture? Can't make a mistake anymore and if you do you're almost getting the death penalty. Life is ruined after you get cancelled. I can't see passed everything that has changed for the worst. Life was better back then. I miss the good ole days. Bring me back to them any time.

I don't take grocery receipts. I leave them hanging or leave before they print.

I love cameos in movies. Especially John Landis movies in the 80s. He used to put his film director buddies in his films all the time. Spies Like Us had Joel and Ethan Cohen. Also Sam Raimi, Costa Gavras, Michael Apted, Larry Cohen and Marty Brest. And Into the Night had tons of director cameos: David Cronenberg, Jonathan Demme, Jim Henson, Jonathan Lynne, Paul Bartel, Paul Mazursky, and Amy Heckerling. Speaking of Amy she put her boyfriend Martin Brest in a cameo in Fast Times at Ridgemont High. Feel free to add more. Yeah I love cameos that is my confession.

If you had waited a bit longer you would have received a reply. The thing is, it no longer matters to me when folks choose to end a conversation with me. I'm not fussy about that. That's entirely up to them. It's all about setting up mutial expectations on communication with folks you have relationships with.

Is always a gut wrenching experience. I've just never been good enough, cool enough, glamorous enough, accomplished enough, well traveled enough, conspicuous consumer-ed enough. At least my dog likes me for me. Thank God for dogs.

Every single last one. Maybe they were never true friendships in the first place.

I've had way more sex with friends from Facebook than I ever did from online dating.

Smoking is not the greatest habit in the world, but I go through several packs in order to help me digest my food. Not sure what else to say, but that’s pretty much the gist of it.