rubinville

While walking around midtown today, I came across a rather dorky looking man, probably in his late-40's, carrying an aluminum briefcase. Like most aluminum briefcase carrying people, he seemed completely oblivious to how ridiculous he looked while carrying it. It made me wonder what could he possibly have that he would need to keep in a metallic case?

The obvious answer is that he had one of two things; a laptop or a nuclear bomb. Now, if it was a laptop this guy was carrying it was utterly foolish because with all the trendy laptop bags out there it just doesn't make sense to be carrying such a visual abomination. Thusly, it's reasonable to conclude that the man was carrying a nuclear bomb. I probably should've said something to someone about that, but I was running a little late for my meeting.

I feel a little guilty about the whole thing so the next time I see a guy with an aluminum briefcase I'm gonna punch him in the face. And if you're a good American, you will do the same.

Completely unrealted, I just put way too much garlic on my pizza. This would not be a good time to kiss me, in case you were thinking about it.

As long as we're on the topic of odors, I just switched back to Right Guard Deoderant after giving Degree For Men a solid couple months. I'd like to say it's good to be back to the gel. I never should've left.

Earlier today, a friend asked me if I've made any money by putting a Paypal button for donations on The Daily Dave. I told her the truth, which is that I've made 37.o3 cents. Yea, that's right, 37.03 cents. Someone actually sent me 37 cents and then someone else sent me .03 cents. At this rate, I could have almost a thousand bucks in a billion years.

I should mention that I did make 47 dollars from Google Ads before I took them down. I just felt that 47 bucks in three months wasn't enough to keep ads on here that can distract you from the site. Oh, me and my nobel desire to do good. When will it ever stop?

(For the record, I never received the 47 bucks from Google because they only pay you for every 50 dollars you make and I opted out right before that.)

I don't know why I felt the need to put that on the record, seeing as everything I write here is on the record by default. I mean this is the record, and a fine record it is.

Speaking of records, I have some old Bill Cosby records that I'd like to listen to, but no record player to hear them on. Maybe I'll trade-in the records for a record player on Craigslist. Then, over a series of years, I'll build up my Cosby collection again. I don't see any other way to do it.

Oh man, that garlic is strong, I can feel it seeping through my pores. I gotta do something about this...