Elvis Costello said, "Every day I write the book." Little did he know, every four years his book is one page longer than he expected. I'm talking about Leap Day! Leap Day was last week. February 29, to be exact. Leap Day is an extra day added during a Leap Year, making the year 366 days long instead of 365 days long, like a normal year.

Lent is upon us, or at least upon Catholics, Lutherans, Methodists and Presbyterians. It's more of a Christian thing, but I guess anyone is welcome to do it. Lent is the time before Easter that the Christian Church devotes to fasting, abstinence, and penitence in commemoration of Christ's fasting in the wilderness.

It's February, so that means it's Black History Month! It's also the shortest month of the year too. How dare they, you might say! Well, before I threw a garbage can through Sal's Pizzeria window, Do The Right Thing style, I found out why it is in the shortest month of the year and calmed down.

There's something about going into a locally owned restaurant serving locally grown food. Sure it feels good and tastes good, but more importantly it makes a whole lot of sense without even thinking hard about it. And I don't like thinking hard about things.

I like to talk. I love to talk. Since I also do stand-up comedy, I'd better damn well like to talk. You might say I'm talking right now with this article. Except I'm talking with my fingers. That sounds like sign language so I guess it's not like that at all.

Ok, ok I'm full of crap. I vehemently stated a couple of issues ago that I don't make resolutions and now I seem to be making them involuntarily. I'm not a hypocrite. I'm just an impressionable young fella who can't resist the magnetic draw of resolutions.

Like the Grateful Dead once sang, "You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn!" That song was about an Eskimo. I don't know if Colin Quinn has any Eskimo blood in him, but it's not too presumptuous to say his comedy is mighty. You can tell from the accolades he's getting for his new Broadway hit show, Long Story Short.

New years eve is always marked by things that are traditional or for lack of a better word, obligatory.

I’m Chris Davis. I’ve been Chris Davis for as long as I can remember. Maybe even longer.

First I must apologize for my strange unrelated outburst about Tyra Banks. I know it came out of nowhere. I normally write about things in Birmingham.