I know a guy who works as a custodian and gardener at a nearby apartment building, and sometimes I earn a couple extra bucks by lending him a hand when he's got a particularly big workload.

He's got some bad habits, though. He asked me if he wanted to share a joint while we were on a break.

I declined. I didn't want to deal with a high maintenance guy.

That some people cannot distinguish between entomology and etymology bugs me in ways that I can't put into words.

I haven't sold any copies of my autobiography...

That's the story of my life.