I have some stories to tell, but too much clutter in my brain to get to them. Hopefully, this random list will help clear out some of that clutter.

On Friday afternoon, I got a call from Mrs. theskinnyonbenny. She wanted to marinate a good steak, and then sit outside at the Regal Beagle cook on the grill, drink a few martinis, and eat. She had seen a recipe for a certain marinade meat combination that she wanted to try. It called for center cut tenderloin.

One of the funniest stories I've seen in the last few days is the story of the salt runoff in Chicago. You see, some people can see an image of the Virgin Mary in this salt runoff, and they are clogging up traffic to go there and worship. It seems to be in an underpass or something like that. Don't get me wrong. I'm all for whatever makes people feel closer to their creator. I just have to wonder who first saw the blessed mother in this concrete. To me, it just looks like an inverted parabola. Perhaps the shape that salty slush melt water might take as it drains down from the street above, due to no miracle other than that of gravity.

If you know me, you know that I am in the process of building a canoe in my garage. You probably also know that this project has been going on since the Carter administration. It hasn't really been that long, but I did start cutting out forms the day that LSU played in the Cotton Bowl. So that would put me two years and four months into the build.

One of my favorite gifts is a knock-off of a nice watch. My dad seems to know a good watch guy, in the sea of Bangkok vendors who sell any counterfit consumer product that you can dream of.

Here's an amusing thing that just happened to me.

At the end of Friday concluded the best two days of the sports year. 32 college basketball games, packed in over 12 hours. I'm giving out awards.

I suppose that some of you know that my employer was recently acquired by Equifax. This is my first experience working for a big giant company, and I eagerly await the day that this site gets me fired.

I think most people worry from time to time that they need to be better people. I'm not immune to such thoughts, so I started to take stock in the bad things that I've done.

What's up with this picture?

I was just reflecting on a couple of the missed opportunities that I let get by recently. Sometimes, you get a perfectly good -- maybe even great -- web log entry staring you in the face, and you get busy doing other things and never get it posted.

I might be off by a year one way or the other, but I think it was six years ago that our local paper published a series of articles about all of the dogs and cats that our Animal Control Center had to euthanize each week. It was a moving article, and it came at a time when I was thinking that I should have a dog around.