I've learned to stop trying to be funny. Funny sentiments just come to me. My perverse interpretation of life's material seems to do the trick.

I have a mom who's very intelligent; she's just very dumb. (Anybody who's somewhat logical can understand this statement contradicts itself. My mom is ridiculously smart. You should watch her play "Jeopardy!".)

Fluffin just released a new solo album entitled "Avian Fixation".

Sometimes I have the urge to say "yolkapolily" followed by "papiqua".

What information does Fluffin hope to gain by sniffing everything in her environment?

Fluffin Inspires Me

Fluffin scratched everything in sight (she was addicted to scratching).  So, we took her to get declawed.  For a while, since her paws were tender, she couldn't run.  Now that the tenderness from her declawing procedure has worn off, she runs around almost like the old Fluffin.  She's gained some comfort with the feeling of her paws striking the ground.  Similar to this feeling of comfort, I need to become comfortable with my body moving through space in an upright, balanced position. Pretty soon, I'll be running around almost like the old Matt.

Sometimes, I wish I could erase the movie "Anchorman" from my memory, and then watch again. I'd have such a better appreciation for the humor in it now than when I first saw it.

My 90s' pop culture knowledge dominates my 2015 pop culture knowledge. My knowledge of any "Backstreet Boys" song non-chorus lyrics destroys my knowledge of any "Maroon 5" song non-chorus lyrics.

simple recipe for music radio station success - Combine Nick Jonas with a splash of Ariana Grande, Maroon 5, or Meghan Trainor. Do not exceed 3 songs per artist; this should come out to 12 songs in total. Music variety correlates inversely with music radio station success. You want to pander to the zombie mentality of the average radio listener.