Yesterday was my first day at Lime Wire. There is no point in trying to draw distinctions between my new employer and my previous employer - because where would one even begin? Tomes could be written. And how could one more concisely describe my previous employer other than Orwellian? And

So, the last remaining horse slaughterhouse where horses are butchered for human consumption lost in court its challenge of the Illinois law that makes the practice illegal. I guess horses are somehow distinct from cows or pigs in a way that makes their consumption unconscionable. Whatever. Some dude from The

I did my first, real pistol (one leg squat) this morning. This was with my left leg. My right leg was not inclined to oblige me. It will, soon enough.

On my flight back to New York I had the unfortunate experience of sitting beside a man with a rotting moose carcass in his mouth. This was all made worse because I was sitting by the window and he had to look at me while he cleared his throat, coughed

Always use a spotter. I've heard this countless times. I should have listened. How embarassing. Or rather it would have been embarassing if anyone had been around; but no one was; which only makes it dangerous, not embarassing. I'm okay with that tradeoff.