needs therapy

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"For one thing that goes single thing that goes wrong, a hundred things go right. Do you know what I spend my time doing? I sleep two or three hours a night. There's no sex and drugs for [me]. Do you know what I do? I find lost luggage. I locate mandolin strings in the middle of Austin!"
dr. katz

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Only I would be in the position for having to apologize for an apology.

I wasn't trying to scare anyone or make people worry. I simply felt there were people with good reason to be angry with me to whom I needed to publicly make amends. But I didn't want to have to explain it all and inflame things, or discuss private matters that were no one else's business, so I turned off the comments. And I didn't want to make it cute by adding a movie quote or bathetic by using florid prose, or infuse it with anything that could be read wrong, so I kept it short and to the point.

Leave it to me to create drama by avoiding drama. I guess that's what happens when it's been established I have a pattern for erratic behavior.

So, yes, I'm sorry...again.
dr. katz

Wear a sweater on Thursday - be a good neighbor

In honor of what would have been Mister Rogers' 80th birthday on March 20, Mr. McFeely -- aka David Newell, the public relations director for Family Communications, Inc. (the nonprofit company founded in 1971 by Fred Rogers) -- has a special request.
"We're asking everyone (including members of the media) everywhere (from Pittsburgh to Paris) to wear their favorite sweater on that day," he asks. "It doesn't have to have a zipper down the front like the one Mister Rogers wore on the program, it just has to be special to you."
Sweater Day is part of Pittsburgh's 250th anniversary celebration and the first-ever "Won't You Be My Neighbor?" Days March 15 -- 20.
"We wanted to recognize Fred in a way that would reflect his deep appreciation of what it means to be a caring neighbor," explains FCI's Margy Whitmer.
As a result, "'Won't You Be My Neighbor?" Days was born as a means of promoting neighborliness throughout Fred Rogers' own backyard -- Southwestern Pennsylvania region.
Throughout WYBMND more than 30 organizations have signed up to participate.
For more information about Sweater Day and "Won't You Be My Neighbor?" Days visit
This project supported in part by Pittsburgh 250 Community Connections and The Sprout Fund."

For as much as I and many others enjoyed making jokes about his mellow nature, we are a lesser society in the loss of Mister Rogers. Like Bob Keeshan, he understood the reach and influence of TV, and used it to give a calm and comforting place for children, to tell them they were significant and had a purpose and to look out upon the world with open minds and hearts. There was not an ounce of hypocrisy in him - he walked what he talked, and his prime directive was love.

I don't care if it's 100 degrees Thursday afternoon - I'm wearing my sweater with pride.
dr. katz

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"You can't stop what's comin'. It ain't all waitin' on you. That's vanity."
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dr. katz

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Those testicles weren't serving any purpose anyway.
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CNR tongue

Placemats on the heiress

What if Paul Westerberg, instead of writing a song about an underrated singer/songwriter, wrote about an overrated media darling...

If she was from the Valley, would she gag us with a spoon?
If she was from the Hills, wouldn't that be cool?
Standing right on Beverly, would she ever see a sign
That whatever she may think, she's running out of time?

Children by the million look at Paris Hilton when she comes 'round
They sing "I'm in love. Whoa, that's hot.
I'm in love with what she's got."

Financial rape and pillage in a village hers to waste.
Visible girl who behaves with invisible taste.
Spending like a million bucks, exchanging dirty looks face to face.
Smokin' her stash by the trash at Britney's place.

Children by the million look at Paris Hilton when she comes 'round
I'm in love with those flix."

I never travel far, without an anorexic Star

Always in the press, half-undressed with no panties on
Falling asleep with some old money paragon.
If she was from riches, would she buy herself a clue?
If she died in poverty, then that'd be cool, babe.