I wanted answers everywhere I went

Therefore,

somebody sat in a cubicle

and punched numbers.

They crunched, used equations

and slide rules,

took dozens of coffee breaks.

Finally,

everything they thought 

for weeks

was shoved into the box

and wireless internet was born.

**

That was a poem. I like looking at it and being able to identify it as such. 

You can tell a lot about a person just by knowing what kind of porn they watch. Are they the kind of dude/lady who just scours those free websites and watches the minute clips? Or does that person totally buy the subscriptions? 

We need more of the second person, mainly because sooner or later, they're going to share some of those full-length vids with you. It's called generosity. This is the era of high definition, folks! Leach those people. Get their 1080p anal scenes or whatever other crazy shit they're into. Bananas-in-the-snatch dominatrix fellatio or whatever else.

I read Sam Pink's blog today and was completely satisfied. While reading it, I felt like I was watching a mother breast-feed in public for my personal arousal.

There are several things I'm working on right now. Poems and songs and resumes and everything else that fits neatly in other categories. I can't wait for you to see the end result and go, "That'll do."

Because it will do. Do a lot. You're going to regret a lot of things. So now, I'm gonna go all NOFX on you and say, "So long and thanks for all the shoes."