Rosicky Jones

Friday night was so fantastic that I wanted it to end just I could talk about it.  What made the night so enthralling was that it was completely unexpected.  It was the equivalent [...]

For Part I of the Viva Nashvegas saga, go here. Saturday, August 31st, 2010 12:00 pm We were in a foreign country and we were hungry.  I didn’t even bother washing off the bar stam[...]

Thursday, August 29th, 2010 9:22 pm There are days that seem to go on forever.  Seconds counted down by Ben Stein in a slow nasal brogue.  Today was that day.  I sat in a computer [...]

When I was in elementary school I received a Discman as a gift and couldn’t wait to make the trek out to Best Buy and make a best buy. I chose Snoop Dogg’s first album,[...]

While I sat and listened to a radio show dissecting Mel Gibson’s racist rant, I fell victim to the machinations of my imagination – wondering if Gibson would allow his children to [...]

I have been riding Mr. Shirley’s coattails for a while now, and I feel as though you don’t really know me.  So let’s get to know Rosicky.  I like speaking in the third person.  I b[...]

I went out to din-din with this new bird last week.  It wasn’t a date, even though she proclaimed it was on The Book.  If I was an honest man I would tell you that all I wanted to [...]

When my mad game with the ladies tanks and my balls grow bluer than Papa Smurf it’s time for a slump buster.  Slump busters break dudes out of slumps.  Post busting in a slump bust[...]

Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso (better known by his stage name, Pablo Picasso) is very i[...]

The “missed connections” personal ads on Craigslist are my constant reminder of how close our society is to self-annihilation. The “missed connections” personal ads on Craigslist s[...]

She has my John Mayer CD. We dated for a hazy two months.  It is hazy not because my memory fails me, but because I smoked a pack a day during our insignificant tryst and her name [...]

I was in Grand Rapids, MI a couple of weeks back.  I was there for two reasons.  Reason #1 – my buddy became part owner of a sick bar, and I wanted to reap the benefits of his newl[...]