Words Matter. Especially Ones With Four Letters.

I'm A Believer That When One Door Closes Another One Opens. But Why Does The One Opening Always Hit Me Full-speed-knob-first Into My Nuts?

At The End Of The Day It's The End Of The Day.

Some People Rely On Rumors And Gossip Because They Are Devoid Of Any Original Thought.

Full House Was A Show That Was Done For Ten-year-olds. The Critics Hated It. They Said Terrible, Terrible Things About It. But It Should Have Been Reviewed By Ten-year-olds. That's Who It Was Made For. They Loved It. And If They Loved It, Great. Why The Hell Does A Fifty-year-old Guy Working At A Big Newspaper Have To Tell Me I'm A Piece Of Crap?

It's So Nice To Share A Day As Beautiful As This One With Hundreds Of Thousands Of Reckless Drivers.