The Official Website of Dave Charlie

Ok, I’m that guy. Well, sorry I don’t like looking for parking and sitting in traffic and living on a migrating island from apartment to office to apartment to office, paying for gasoline and car insurance and car maintenance and registration. Well, you don’t have to apologize for that, Dave. What you can do though, is shut the fuck up about it.

BART stands for Better and Relaxing Transport.

If you don’t be carful when typing, people won’t know what the duck you’re talking about.

Boys will be boys. The sooner you except this fact, the better.

Ummm, so there’s this thing called “public transportation.” It’s awesome.

Man, it’s so hard to find good espresso in the states. Just kidding. But not really. But I am. But it’s true. But I don’t want to be that guy. But I kind of do. And I resent myself for it.

Kelly Clarkson is my idol.

If I had to choose the fate of a hypothetical mortal enemy, I would sentence him/her to a lifetime of working in food service in a touristy area. There are some fates worth than death. Your parking is valid for 2 hours. Yes, sir. I’m sorry, sir. Have a wonderful day.

Hmmm, if I continue to be brutally honest in my writing, I will in all likelihood alienate some girls from wanting to date me. Luckily strippers can’t read.

Damn, sometimes when I’m casually hooking up with a girl, I just starting thinking about how she’s a real person, a person with goals and dreams and fears and insecurities and a family and friends and things that make her happy and things that make her sad and a favorite color and it just really fucks with my head. Alcohol helps a lot. Oh, sorry, should I not be brutally honest? I thought some people still did that.