Yep, I’m Gay
Lately I’ve been revisiting socialism. Most people, politicians or otherwise, seem to fear it more than H1N1, and I don’t respect these people much.
Ever watched a movie so bad you wished you had those two wasted hours back?
The low-rent, runt-of-the-litter media watchdog you thought you’d seen the last of has returned unbidden with the mange, a creepy eye and an irreversible hard on.
We should now be comfortable taking as fact the notion that public accountability in the city’s dealings with The Cordish Cos. is a giant cosmic joke.
Keeping Up with the Jones
My sister visited me last year and had a new hobby — playing on Facebook. Are you kidding me? She was raised better than that!
Summary of My Discontent
Two columns ago, I asked readers to suggest albums that I could give to my daughter Laura, who is going off to college this week.
Recent cyclist deaths and the newly launched “Street Sense” campaign — a city-backed program promoting road awareness — demand an alternative perspective.
Three strikes and the Russ Parr Bus Tour should be out
of Louisville for good.