Those were my grandfather's immortal words to me one day upon seeing a certain hairstyle of mine, and I have striven for that same kind of heartfelt approval ever since. That's why I hope your reaction to what you find here results in a similar response. And hey, if you just happen to learn something along the way...then I have no idea what it could possibly be.

Your whole extended family will love this tear-inducing account of my cat Toby that I wrote as an assignment for my 112 College Writing course last year. Hold on to your heartstrings.

Remember my "Musings"? (You can click the "silly stuff in high school" link down below to see them, if you insist.) I've written a bunch more over the years and collected them here.

This poem is chock full of wholesome goodness and fortified with vitamins and minerals.

Working at a drugstore can get pretty boring. Here's a pretty good example of just how boring.

In my leisurely scanning of the local papers, I've noticed that the police in my area are, in fact, weird. This collection of police logs culled from many local newspapers (particularly the Concord Journal -- who knew the Revolutionaries were such cut-ups?) is the proof.

From my former co-worker "Yo, My Name Is" John Galeros comes this informative and insightful high school report on Mullets, containing some stuff about them you've always wanted to know, but mostly stuff you didn't want to know.

It's not often you get a glimpse into the glorious spirit of blatant uselessness of the Internet of days long past, so go get a box of tissues and click here for some flying toast.

For a garish and bizarre peek into my mind, click here. It's a bunch of silly stuff I wrote in high school. Still brings a tear to my eye! It'll probably make you cry, too.

Here's a message found on my mom's answering machine. Take one telephone and one kid with time on his hands: it's a recipie for wackiness!

Now go check out the rest of the Nonsense and enjoy the ensuing chaos.