There’s a local radio station here in Grand Rapids, MI that is called WGRD. My wonderful co-workers choose to play this crap almost every day (at 6 in the morning no less). The station promotes itself as “New Rock” although every morning I hear at least 9 or 10 songs that came out when I …

I tell ya. The beer I’m drinking right now is cold-filtered smooth, and I can taste it. You can just tell. It’s not all hot and bothered like those other beers.

I wonder sometimes why I get such satisfaction out of putting these random thoughts or essays up on this website. What’s the point of having my own website? I put these random thoughts up and I have no real direct way of knowing that anyone is actually reading them. Or if anyone actually is affected. …

So I went to the ballet a couple nights ago, and I’ve got to tell you, I’m glad to see that woman-tossing hasn’t gone out of style yet.

Whenever I see those bumper stickers that say “Love Wins,” I always want to add “3-2.” In the same vain, there’s a commercial on the radio that starts by saying “Do you suffer from paranoia?” And my answer, which I say audibly whether people are in the car or not, is always “No! Yes! Stop …

I’ve got nothing against rap or hip hop artists, but I’m just waiting for two things: a band without a parental advisory, and a band that spells its name correctly. What is so cool about spelling your name wrong? I just don’t get it. Outkast, Lil’ John and the East Side Boyz, Big Timerz. (sarcasm …