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Utah in four words: We're Scared of Wieners On Sunday and Monday, I got stuck in the SLC airport. This is urinal row. Notice the deep, tall partitions. You might see and silently judge the next guy by his shoes, but you will not catch a glimpse of his magic underwear or devil's hose … Continue reading


FYI, your mailman is watching you. Tracking who gets mail at your house. Maybe even logging the cars in your driveway. I'm guessing he'd report on what he could see through the windows, if by chance it was noteworthy. Somewhere in a cubicle, this information gets processed and dispersed. I … Continue reading