Being On Fire Really Burns My Butt

In 1985 Bruce Springsteen wrote a song called I’m On Fire. I looked at a picture of Bruce, and while he’s not the handsomest man alive he doesn’t look as though he has had third degree burns all over his body. Therefore, we must conclude he was speaking figuratively as opposed to literally. I don’t …

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Toasters At War

In Nineteen-Eighty-Something four of the nine planets aligned. Some said it meant the end of the world. It wasn’t. Unless of course I’m in stasis somewhere floating in the cosmos and dreaming all of you. If that’s true don’t tell me, ignorance is bliss. Actually, I don’t think the world ended so you all can …

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