I'm a cypher, wrapped in an enigma, smothered in secret sauce. Also, my name is Kev and I own this here website.

Alright, I'm just a guy (though an admittedly awesome one at that -- oh, and humble) who likes to blog. Sarcasm, quick wit and gorilla dust are my tools of the trade. Feel free to browse my blog and follow me. It's okay. I won't call the cops. Click here if you'd like to write a guest blog for SKOS.


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Special Kind of Stupid (or SKOS as the kids like to call it) is part blog, part community-driven dumping ground for humorous, clean and family-friendly reviews, stories and rants. SKOS readers are encouraged — nay, begged — to register and submit content to the site. All the while, yours truly, the site’s founder, will post incredibly awesome content to his blog on a semi annual regular basis.

Frequently Asked Questions

Q: What is SKOS?
A: It is an acronym for Special Kind of Stupid, which is the name of the site.

Q: Well, duh. How did you come up with the name Special Kind of Stupid?
A: It is one of many catchphrases from my youth. Someone once did something stupid and I responded by saying, “That’s just a special kind of stupid right there.” People thought it was funny, so I kept saying it whenever confronted by something truly stupid. After a few months, it got old and I retired it. However, when it came time, years later, to think of a name for my blog, Special Kind of Stupid seemed perfect.

Q: How long have you been blogging? Why did you decide to start?
A: I began blogging in May 2005 at Xanga. Originally, I got into it out of boredom. I had just finished graduate school, I was in my last month as a teacher, and baseball season (where I was a coach) had ended. I needed something to do!

Q: Why, exactly, do you go by “Kev” instead of “Kevin”?
A: How did you know my real name is Kevin? Who told you??

Q: Why do you hate Keanu Reeves so much?
A: His acting hurts my head.

Q: Some would argue that Pauly Shore is actually rather talented — how would you counter that argument?
A: I demand you present these individuals at once. If you cannot, I will rightly assume they do not exist. And I will then put a hex on you.

Q: Do you have a girlfriend?
A: I don’t have a girlfriend. I just know a girl who would be really angry if she heard me say that.

Q: Where can I steal this cool “Message Board” theme you got going on here?
A: Don’t make me hurt you.

Q: I like your style — have you published anything elsewhere?
A: Oh, here and there. I’m always looking for new venues, though.

Q: Rumor has it you used to write something called “Duh! Magazine.” Any chance of a resurrection?
A: The rumors are true. As for resurrecting it, I think Duh! Magazine is too much work for one man. I would need an assistant. Know of anyone?

Q: What if I want to write a guest blog for you?
A: Think you’re man or woman enough? If so, just go here. Let’s see what you got.

Q: How do I get a mention in your Saturday Salutes?
A: Well, the easiest way is to become a regular commenter at SKOS. I like to reward those who regularly read and comment on my blogs. It helps if you have a blog of your own with good content, of course. I can’t very well salute you if you don’t have a blog or if your blog is lame.

Q: Would you ever consider writing a guest blog for me?
A: If I like your blog, absolutely. Just shoot me an e-mail.

Q: Are you supposed to be funny? I don’t get your humor.
A: I hear this question all the time. You see, mine is a sophisticated sense of humor – like Dennis Miller, George Carlin, and Larry the Cable Guy. In short, no, I’m not supposed to be funny.

Q: If stranded on a tropical island, what one item would you want with you?
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After recently seeing Tom Hanks’ movie Castaway on TV, I would have to say a volleyball. Unless I completely missed it, the moral of the movie is all will be well if you have a trusted volleyball by your side.



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