No anchovies? You've got the wrong man. I spell my name Danger.

Do high school biology textbooks today still contain that photo of the guy with elephantiasis of the scrotum? Mine had it. Why on earth did they include that particular photo?

Listening to prog-rock is listening to three minutes of tedious music because it adds up to one minute of perfect music. Then you listen to more tedious music...

Kids in high school today were born after 9/11. People of our age are becoming like those who lived through Pearl Harbor and World War 2. Someday, children will be interviewing us for a school assignment.

I like how the birds sing when Spring starts and it feels you with goodwill and hope. But actually those birds are staking out their territory, and in their inspiring songs, they are saying, "THIS IS MY TURF AND DON'T FUCK WITH ME!!!" It's so relaxing and peaceful...if you're not a bird.

Continuing my reviews of gas station incense. Just found some called "Butt Naked." What do we think that will smell like?

"What can I do? I'm only one person," said 100 million people.

"I've seen all good people turn their heads each day So satisfied, I'm on my way" I don't know what it means either, but it's a good song.

I have a vintage 1976 JRR Tolkien calendar illustrated by the Brothers Hildebrandt. The dates line up exactly with this year's dates. I'm hanging it up in my kitchen. It's 1976 at my house. I hope Led Zeppelin doesn't break up. tolkiengateway.net/wiki/1976_J....

Sometimes Aerosmith makes a lot of sense. Sometimes I drink too much.

Just had one of those massive three-sneeze sneezes. When it was over, I instantly thought, "I should play Quake!" I wonder what kind of weird neural wiring created that connection.

Thinking about this time when I was 30 and went to visit my mom for Christmas. When I was leaving, my mom fussed over me the way moms do, and she fixed my hair and said, "I just need to fix this part where your hairline is receding."

My dream job involves putting my feet up on the desk and staring at the ceiling. I'm really good at that.

The funniest thing about computer problems is when you have a music playlist going. The sound file is already loaded into the memory, so you get "Whoo! Yeah! Rock and Roll!" coming through the speakers while your computer is crashing.

Only on NFL football do you see ten seconds of airtime devoted to watching a guy shout into an IHOP menu.

Just walked over to the gas station and I've got two cottontail rabbits in my yard. I said, "Hi there, you bunnies," but they didn't pay any attention to me, being more interested in important bunny-business. Still, it's always a magical feeling to have bunnies in your yard.

Consider the auk; Becoming extinct because he forgot how to fly, and could only walk. Consider man, who may well become extinct Because he forgot how to walk and learned how to fly before he thinked. --Ogden Nash

🇺🇸 Reportedly the person who shot Charlie Kirk.

I asked ChatGPT to give me a 10-question quiz about Rush trivia. ChatGPT got two of the 10 questions wrong. Not an A+ percentage by any means. Two lessons from this: 1. Don't trust what you see on the screen. 2. Don't mess with me when it comes to Rush.

"I'm trimming the wick of my Zippo" is such a fun sentence to say out loud. It sounds like an Ogden Nash poem.

I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there’s a pair of us! Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know! How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one’s name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog! (Emily Dickinson presaged the internet.)

Yes, of course bunnies can swim. Bunnies are awesome.

At a fancy dress party, Edith Wharton met an attractive man who kissed her hand in greeting. Wharton said, "The flavor starts at the elbow, dear." I think that's sexy as hell. I want to go to a party like that.

So scientists have begun working with woolly mammoth DNA. Part of the work includes creating "woolly mice." They are adorable. I want a woolly mouse.

So they just released the complete video from the Delphi murders. Tragic and terrifying.

Volleyball is not for wimps.

This is the back of the Mona Lisa.

Let's be honest: I'm going to eat this whole frozen pizza tonight. Why do I even bother cutting it into slices?

I once found an authentic Toynbee Tile in the wild. It was in the parking lot of a Target store in Indiana. They covered it up a few days later. Have you ever found one?

Don't touch my stuff!

If these tariffs affect US supplies of Geddy Lee, we may have to open the strategic Rush reserve. (Fortunately I've been hoarding for a while.)

This is quarterback, Len Dawson, enjoying a Sprite and a smoke at halftime of Super Bowl 1. Times have changed.