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Was at grocery store. Doing what normal people do at grocery stores--staring blankly at 300 kinds of cheese. Obviously. And then a teenaged girl comes up to me -- and I want to hope she recognized me from my Vlog but there's really no saying one way or the other -- and asks me if she can lick me.

LICK ME. WHAT EVEN. WHY. IS THAT A THING? A THING PEOPLE DO NOW?

I did what every respectable man might do in that situation, of course.

Grocery store security did have to stop me and remind me to pay on my way out, though. Sigh.

And you know what? I forgot the dang cheese.

Attention ladies and gentlemen! As my birthday steadily draws nearer, I realize I want to have an absolutely ginormous party.

School's out, summer and freedom is near, and I think I'd like to have something beachy themed. I want lots of blended beverages and men and women in nothing but swimsuits and lots of poor fantastic decisions.

Please tell me someone out there has a pool and loves me enough to facilitate this endeavour. :c

I was born in the wrong damn century. I'd feel right at home on a fucking battlefield somewhere, like in Highlander.

So I beat up some bastard in a bar, get dumped in jail, bail out and that's it. Hell, if that guy couldn't handle himself, he shouldn't have been running his mouth like he was. I was within my American rights.

So...it's normal to experience changes after having these weird dreams? Cause I had a dream but i didn't think much of it until I looked in the mirror. I keep biting the inside of my lip.

Watching Abigail prepare for her first year at university, I can't help but reflect on my own experiences.

I graduated pre-med in France, but it was my graduate studies I remember most fondly. I was nineteen, and was traveling to America for the first time in order to pursue a medical degree at Johns Hopkins. I remember being like a duck in a pond; calm on the surface but paddling furiously under the water.

I see so much of myself in my daughter. She's very mature for her age, but I can tell she's nervous about going off next year. At least she won't be going too far, and I can keep her under my wing a bit longer.

Having a child, I've found, makes me very nostalgic for my own childhood. Has anyone else found the same?

If this was from the second show in Glasgow during the U2 360° tour, I'm pretty sure it was me who yelled at Bono. I drank a lot that night so my memory has some holes.

Donnae judge me.

We've all been there.

( Scottish Dudes: Saving the wee children... )

I have wonderful friends. I truly don't know where I would be without them. And my nieces! Thank you for such a wonderful surprise.

You guys, it's already the last day of April. What the heck.

( But you know what that means! )

I think my character just faked his death.

Is there anyone that can recommend a good gym? I had a fantastic one back home, and I need a good replacement.

My brothers are playing the most mind-numbingly boring video game I've ever seen. They think it's the best thing since sliced bread, but the graphics are all pixely and they keep getting attacked by these weird flying things and slime.

Suppose I can't deny my dreams, now. I've just successfully traveled back in time.

Well, it wasn't entirely successful. Kind of an accident. Well, sort of. I've wanted to travel the Time Vortex since I realized who I am. Still, didn't quite mean to do it that way.

Maybe it'll be easier next time.

( Private to Leonard McCoy )