As a man who takes his fake, non-paying writing job seriously, I spent hours doing research for this column.  This translates to many lonely nights in front of broadcast television[...]

No one ever considered him particularly earnest.  His ambulance-chasing past, coupled with the unhealthy attention he devoted to his mane, left him vapid.  He was routinely compare[...]

They ask me when I am going to come back for good.  “Your triumphant return to Los Angeles,” they call it.  I spew off something about my mom and my family and this being my home, [...]

Friday, September 10, 2010 3:50 pm Last night, my youngest brother, whose name is Tom and whose smile is infectious, arrived at my house for a poker game.  I asked Tom if he was ex[...]

I love football. I can’t wait until Sunday, the best day of the week because of all the football games. I’ll wake up early and not even shower because there’s too much football to [...]

Below is a visual representation of the geography around the one hot girl at the bar this weekend. (Click to enlarge.) For more from Matt, click some of the bitchin’ buttons below&[...]

I will be the first to admit that I may have lionized Obama too quickly.  He may not be the love child of Jesus, John Stamos, and a Rainbow like I had assumed.  But he still has a [...]

Fall grasps the street in a ginger hug, my feet navigating the raised pavement of my newly appointed neighborhood.  The leaves get a shake down, suspended between wind and gravity,[...]

If you happen to be winding your way down Highway 1, soaking in the ocean-kissed air, going forty mph en route to a family gathering at a swanky seaside pad in Encinitas, You just [...]

One hand is shoved deep within my jumper pocket, the other twirls around about the outside of my mouth.  I want to suck my thumb, but instead chew on the cuff of my school uniform [...]