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CAN ONE AVOID SADNESS? From an email I reeived: “I have an incredible sadness that often can be quite overwhelming in my life. Does that ever go away? I’m really scared it won’t. I’m not depressed, because generally I’m happy enough- its when the emotions are just overwhelming, the loneliness etc blah blah blah- the usual […]

[Expanded answers from my recent Q&A on Twitter] WHAT DO YOU DO IF YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO? Lewis Quartey ‏@lewisquartey: realised I have no idea what Im working towards with my life. What r you ultimately working towards & how did you figure it out? Answer: I want to make a comic […]

“Marc@FreeMarketsFan” asked me this question during my Twitter Q&A last Thursday:  What is one thing a regular individual can do every day to keep fighting for our personal liberty? ANSWER: Slaves fight. Enemies fight. People who hate, fight. When you have personal liberty there is no “other”. Nobody to fight. There is no “Us” versus […]

I like getting emails. Please send them. I don’t always answer but I read everything and try to answer. 8pm is a bad time to email me because I go to sleep around them and by morning time the email might be buried and I won’t see it. Here are some emails I got last […]

Admit it: you were jealous of Bernie Madoff. For a split second. That night in December, 2008 when you first heard the news, interrupting the ongoing panic of every bank going out of business, every job disappearing, every ATM machine running out of cash, the organic fruit at the farmer’s market skyrocketing to $200 an […]

(to see the video for the commercial in the above image, click on this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aNu0FDxJezo) First off, there’s a lot of reasons why I shouldn’t like this commercial. I don’t like alcohol (the commercial is called “Tonight We Tanqueray”). Several reasons: A) The only time I’ve ever gotten sick in the past 5 years is […]

At dinner that night, Bubba the Love Sponge pulled out a gun from his bag and pointed it at me. It was the first time a gun had ever been pointed at me. This was last Thursday. A few hours earlier I was in his studio watching how a radio show was produced. There was […]