Nov. 3, 2009 1:33 p.m. I wouldn’t call myself a racist. I’d call myself a “homoist.” I realized this today as I watched Dr. Phil, who had an episode on racism. As I laid in bed with three dogs and my mother, (what can I say, I’m a momma’s boy) I couldn’t help but think, “Hey, I’m not racist.” My mother made the same statement only out loud, as if the dogs or I could be fooled by her.
Nov. 3, 2009 1:42 p.m. “You should” are the two most silently manipulative words I have ever heard and “what if” are the two most alienating. Say one, and you will be able to secretly force anyone into anything. Say the other and your mind will be tossing and turning for weeks.
Nov. 3, 2009 p.m. There are no other words for how to start this off other than, I hate Scott Stapp. Not just dislike, I hold a pure animosity for the man.
Nov. 3, 2009 12:48 p.m. A current Direct TV ad that is running all over the airwaves lately is stirring up some controversy.
Nov. 3, 2009 1:07 p.m. I’ve enjoyed listening to and watching punk rock bands for many years, but there’s one thing I’ve never been able to figure out.
Nov. 3, 2009 1:13 p.m. Every month of the year is tied to some sort of awareness or remembrance.
Nov. 3, 2009 1:21 p.m. Driving to New London last night, I saw several families walking the street, going house to house with small children holding their sugar bounty like pirates protecting their gold.
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