As the amount of time spent listening to KROQ in Los Angeles approaches and exceeds n, where n represents any length of time in excess of 5 minutes, the probability of a crappy Linkin Park song being played approaches 1.
KROQ, all Linkin Park, all the time. Christ.

There’s a greeting card kiosk across from the counter at work that I’ve had to see a lot of, and there’s one card in particular that’s beginning to bother me. (Well, two actually, but I don’t really want to write about a card that prominently features a crudely drawn asshole at the moment.) [...]

I’m beginning to really despise Time Warner Cable, and yet I can’t exercise the consumer privilege of switching providers. Time Warner holds a de facto monopoly on cable broadband, and DSL? Kind of hard to get a DSL when one doesn’t have a telephone landline to begin with, and naked DSL isn’t offered [...]

Inane self-help programs come and go with boring regularity, so I didn’t think anything of the most recent grist in the mill. What little I had seen convinced me that it was just the same old crap repackaged with some brazen DaVinci Code-esque packaging. I shrugged, went on with my life.
Yesterday I visited [...]