Author: michaeldevault

Blame Assignment 101.

In Memoriam, Nick Berg I haven’t seen the video. I don’t wish to see the video. The various internet sites via which the gruesome

Tiki Torch Tributes

Patios aren’t patios unless they are surrounded by Tiki torches. For over two months, since the arrival of spring, I’ve walked through Wal-Mart, eyeing

Unexpected Happy Memories in a Box of Camel Turkish Golds.

Things happen in life that we have no control over. Car wrecks, for example. While theoretically we hold control over our automobiles, unexplainable forces

Workaholics Anonymous, or Why I hate weekends.

I hate weekends. Forty-eight hours of unadulterated boredom. Sitting on the sofa, surfing through seventy-eight channels of absolute nothingness. Forraging in the refrigerator for

UPS Tracking and the Art of Having No Life.

The most startling indication that I have no life is my recent purchase: a used, Apple G3 desktop unit. Well, actually, it’s a bit

Sorry for no posts…

I’ve just been swamped with work, with life. Nothing major, just no time. I’ll get caught up tomorrow or Thursday, with a major post

Damn.

I had a really great post about a horrid experience with a closed checkout line at the retail horror of a Hell but an

Why oh why oh why?

A Drive in the Country….or….

Why I am so glad to be back in civilization. I don’t know quite what overcame me this morning when a friend asked me

It’s My Birthday.

I mean it. Really. As in March 30. And I’m 27 today. Twenty-seven. That’s three-hundred and sixty-five days older than I was this time