Jun 09


I know every one of you has spent at least 3 minutes of your life wondering what Grimace is. I hate to think how many collective hours (days? weeks?) that is for humanity to have wasted.

The big purple thing that hangs around Ronald McDonald had a gangsta’s roots, apparently. Somewhere along the way, Ronald must have slapped him silly with a big greasy french fry and converted him from the Dark Side. It looks like Ronald chopped off four of his arms in the process, because these days, Grimace only has 2.

Jun 03


I’ve been unlucky enough to have been in quite a few tornadoes, growing up in Kentucky. I even watched one while sitting on the runway in an airplane in Miami, waiting to take off. It’s truly remarkable to consider how powerful Mother Nature can be, and how infinitesimal we humans are when she gets angry.