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"Gonna get a candy bar, I'm gonna get a candy bar!"

Post better ones in the comments if you have ‘em,


Chewbacca's girlfriend is one lucky Wookie.

I knew he was packing,



Pretty obvious that KB has never seen a Star Wars movie,


Cheap Date: Miller High Life

It’ll take more than that for me put out, Salomon… like an IPA,


Welcome, neighbor! Or, in your language: "BLEEP BLORP BLEEP BLOP 010101001111101110!"

Some of my best friends are robots,



Officially getting excited,


Apparently, I was wrong.

Ummm... no. Never. Ever.

The complete opposite of what I am,


…I moved into the Melvin L. Schottenstein Residence Hall at CCAD (Columbus College of Art & Design) in Columbus, Ohio.

At the age of 17, I moved nearly 500 miles away from home without having any clear idea of what in the hell I was actually doing. I hadn’t toured CCAD before moving in; in fact, I had never even set foot in Columbus (or Ohio, for that matter) before August 27th, 1994. To be honest, I chose CCAD because, of the three art schools I got accepted to, it was the only one offering a scholarship.

I didn’t know it at the time, but I met some amazing people that first week, including my roommate Jeremy “Jocco” Scott…

Jeremy "Jocco" Scott

…and my suite-mates Bryan “Cesar” Loar…

Bryan "Cesar" Loar

…and Sanathana Kalpa “Special K” Ariyawansa.

Sanathana Kalpa "Special K" Ariyawansa

I also met Alisha Flippert (who is now Alisha Loar, and seen here with her future husband/father of three amazing daughters)…

Alisha Flippert

…Michelle Ciappa…

Michelle Ciappa

…Jason “McFly” Kincaid…

Jason "McFly" Kincaid

…and John Marshall.

John Marshall

I’m happy and proud to say I still consider all of these people dear friends today.

Columbus and CCAD took some getting used to. In fact, I almost moved back home after the first semester. But as it turned out, I ended up spending nearly nine years in Columbus, and without question, it was one of the greatest periods of my life.

Three-quarters of the 206 Crew.

Here’s to the next twenty,


PS: Obviously, I met many more wonderful, amazing people at CCAD in 1994, and I’m still friends with a lot of them. I just didn’t have photos of everyone from back in the day, so no offense to anyone who feels left out. Yes, I’m talking to you, Brandon Doherty!

…for making me a little homesick today.

Thanks, Milan and Dori!

It's always fun to get mail!

I needed it,



About a year and a half ago, Mr. Fabulous was diagnosed with glaucoma in her right eye. Since then, we’ve been treating her eye with regular visits to the eye doctor and a barrage of eyedrops.

At first, she was getting eight eyedrops a day: three in the morning, two at dinner, and three before bed. As of last week, she was up to 14 drops a day. Needless to say, it wasn’t fun for us, but it especially wasn’t fun for her.

In the last couple of months, we started to notice that she was bumping her head into things. She also stopped flinching or blinking when we’d administer her drops. Of course, we assumed something had changed.

Last week, that assumption proved correct when the doctor gave her a full checkup and concluded she was now officially blind in her right eye. She still has good vision and pressure in her left eye, but that doesn’t make the diagnosis any less shitty.

I adopted Mr. Fabulous when she was four months old.

Four-month-old Mr. Fabulous! With good eyesight!

This November, she’ll turn nine.

Of course, this is the natural progression of life. These things happen. But I guess I never really thought of Mr. Fabulous as being “old” until just recently. And, to be honest, that makes me a little bit sad.

Now that she’s blind we’re on to the next phase, which is figuring out what longterm solution to tackle so she (at least) isn’t living in pain with horrible pressure in an eye that is no longer of any use to her. We have a few options (yes, this is one of them), and I’ll be sure to let everyone know what we end up doing when we figure it out.

I know Mr. Fabulous is kind of like everyone’s dog, especially to those of you who come around and/or visit regularly. I love sharing her with all of you, so like I said, when we know, you’ll know.

Here’s hoping she keeps the vision in her good/remaining eye for the rest of her days. If not, we’ll probably have to go out and adopt her a seeing-eye dog.

If anyone wants to donate an eye,



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