Fame was like a drug, but what was even more like a drug were the drugs.

Body by Andy day 3. Sweet jeebus am I a hurtin’ today. We went on a bike ride epic journey. A nice little jaunt turned into NINE miles!

And I think we might take Indy camping, we finally found him a tent.

Applause-o-meter for The Denver Egotist:

They’re in meetings. They’re in traffic. They’re in bars, restaurants and malls. They’re d-bags. And they’re everywhere. Fortunately, you can finally do something about it – thanks to JB Leach – your friend and ours. 

Mikey Likes It – Solo cups and Sharpies are so passé. Chalk it up to a good adult beverage with these little gems from World Market.

Neatorama, well, it really is neat. The Many Sides of Shel Silverstein. Slutverstein is more like it after reading what a p-i-m-p old Shel was. I now know where the sidewalk ends - his apartment.

Shel wasn’t quite in on the ground floor of Playboy, but he probably hit the first floor. He and Hugh Hefner had a lot in common - they both grew up in Chicago, they both served in the army, they were both cartoonists and they both loved women.

Funny fortuneomnomnon.