“terrance knox what is he doing now” (12/28/08)
I don’t know. Why don’t you ask him yourself?

“three american boys go prison for killing a man by pushin a hot dog cart down subway stairs” (12/20/08)
Wait — that is a movie!

“i want to know everything about dye” (12/17/08)
And I can’t think of a more boring topic.

“why are there so many goddamn fire trucks on beekman place in brooklyn” (11/24/08)
Not sure — anyone?

“what do you know about the roosevelt avenue bridge” (11/22/08)
Not a lot, to be honest.

“i don’t like your bottum” (9/25/08)
If you’re referring to Kevin Kline’s portrayal in the 1999 film version, you’ve come to the wrong place; I wasn’t part of that production.

“is los angeles stupid?” (9/2/08)
I don’t know. Ask the sex addict.

“who is they?” (9/1/08)
On Labor Day, perhaps idling at the beach, iPhone in hand, we ask ourselves the tough existential questions . . .

“air travel with djembe should i loosen skin?” (6/22/08)
As far as I’m concerned, as long as you’re not bringing anthrax into the country you can do whatever the hell you want with your djembe.

“what are you charged with when caught doing graffitti in minneapolis” (6/18/08)
Punishable by five to ten years of Prairie Home Companion reruns. You will never look at a Bebop-A-Reebop Rhubarb Pie the same way, sucker.