Sight of the day: Wedged perpendicular to traffic on a city street, billowing white smoke, and completely hoodless: a silver Rolls Royce. It wasn’t just in a wreck, either. Its owner was right there, feeding it coolant.

Today’s TechTV appearance proves how badly I need a haircut. You can check it out here. Or you can check out the t-shirt we put up for bid on eBay here.

Another True Post Office Story. Little 3-years-old-or-so kid (wearing oversized horn-rimmed sunglasses) is wandering around the post office, collecting the various forms — mail forwarding, customs declaration, Selective Service forms, etc. — available at kid-height. Mom is getting a $1,100 money order at the counter, and the kid is starting to get loud. “Okay, that’s…

We don’t need no stinkin’ Segways! To be honest, I’m in favor of outlawing bicycles, skateboards, Segways, and scooters on sidewalks. And if you’re skateboarding in the street, you should be considered “fair game” for motor vehicles. (As if this wasn’t already the case.) My goal is to run for SF mayor on this platform,…

Spent the day in glorious Orange County. Unnoteworthy except for the tiny little plane I took to get there — the only time I’ve ever had a seat that was both a window and an aisle simultaneously. Also amusing was the largish, middle-aged woman sitting across the aisle on the way back, reading Retire Young,…

Sight of the day: Crazy bicyclist pops a wheelie and drags his feet behind the bicycle while careening down a hill at about 30 mph, all on a (steep) SF city street. WTF!?

Since I’m in a list-making mood, I crafted this ridiculous Amazon “Listmania” missive.

Having been asked about my wishlists, I figured I’d post my real wishlist. Note that I’ve left off personal happiness, general fulfillment, and health issues here because either I already have them or they can’t be bought or otherwise gained through personal exertion & talent. This is primarily a list of materialistic desires. If I…

This is killing me. I saw a movie on IFC (or similar avant-garde movie channel) a few years ago and I can’t remember the name. It primarily involves two characters, a professional woman and a man who spends the night hidden out in her house. Over the course of the night, she goes on a…

Something we ate last night (the beef bourgignon?) made us very ill. Very upsetting to pay $15 for deli takeout and be affected in such a way. Shame!

The good news: I finally figured out the whole Gold Rush thing (see two posts down). Best score: 36,000. The bad news: Now the wife is addicted too.

Spied on an “adult theater” marquee: NOW SHOWING! MOVIE FILMED ON ALCATRAZ ISLAND! WOW! THAT IS GREAT!

Yahoo! Tornado 21 has become as addictive to me as Literati, Word Racer, and Yahoo Pool once were. I cannot for the life of me figure out how people score millions of points in a game (5 million is the record on the boards right now). My max is 1,398. This guy seems to have…

I can’t stop singing “and, but, & or / they’ll get you pretty far!”

Damn. This show would have been better than Big Brother.

Hey, tweed jacket dude! We understand your “beer appreciation society” is of paramount importance to humanity, but if you need to set up your club meeting on your cell phone, can you do it a) less loudly and b) not in the elevator? Some of us don’t appreciate beer quite as much as you.

If she can’t be a cheerleader, maybe she can star in that I Wish These Were Brains movie (see 8/19 post).

See, I really am three degrees from Kevin Bacon. Though I always calculate it through Playboy starlet Jennifer Miriam (also in Pressurecooker) instead of Sallie Guy.

Last year I won $60 in the office Survivor pool. I’m looking to repeat. If you’re interested in joining the game this year ($10 buy-in), e-mail me. The season starts September 19. Here are the cattle.

Move over Citizen Kane. This might become the greatest film of our time.