Who, What, Where, When Why and Other Words that Might Start with “W”….

WHO?

Hi, I'm Dave... though most people on the internet call me "Grimey." It's a not-so-long, mildly embarrassing story involving an old Instagram handle, and somehow it just stuck.

I run the site and host the podcast. Not particularly well, but apparently well enough.

I write stuff, too. I never won any awards or anything. I think I was published once or twice in high school, but I couldn't tell you where. High school is really where I fell in love with writing. I spent my senior year focused on creative writing, then mostly forgot about it until Derek and Zach from ItsDemBoys asked me to contribute to their blog back in 2019.

And now here I am—writing online and talking into a microphone about the stuff I loved growing up in what I still believe was the best time to be a kid.

That's really about it. Just a twice-failed art student somehow winging it in the nostalgia community.

WHAT?

Half of the "what" is already in the "who," but to add to it...

Leftover Pizza is an ode to all the things I loved growing up.

You might find vintage toys, old bubble gum, that one weird commercial you swear you remember, forgotten snacks, Halloween bags, or some random piece of pop culture you haven't thought about in twenty-five years.

If this site makes someone stop for thirty seconds and say, "Oh wow... I haven't thought about that in years." ...then I'd call that a success.

WHY?

For fun.

That's it.

No hidden messages. No weird clickbait-y nonsense.

Maybe it's my artistic outlet, if you can call it that.

I've always loved that feeling of rediscovering something from when life felt simpler. I don't really collect things—I collect memories. The toys, commercials, candy, Halloween decorations, magazines, and weird little pieces of pop culture just happen to be how I get back to them.

This website is just another way to share that collection.

Or maybe you're wondering why it's called Leftover Pizza.

Maybe it's a deep commentary on how nostalgia is best served cold.

Or maybe it's a dumb joke about a rat-run birthday arcade and an old pizza conspiracy.

I'll let you decide.

Consider it one of those old Goosebumps books...

Choose your own adventure.

WHERE?

Here.

Instagram.

Facebook.

Bluesky.

Threads.

Probably wherever podcasts are found.

Except... maybe Spotify. They're not huge fans of copyrighted material.

The links are scattered around the site somewhere.

Think of it as a weird little Easter egg hunt.

WHEN?

Whenever I can.

Leftover Pizza isn't my full-time job. I've got a career, a family, a mortgage, and approximately seventeen other adult responsibilities. Sometimes that means articles every week. Sometimes that means disappearing for a month.

Either way, I'll always come back.

MORE WORDS WITH “W”?

Worcestershire.

Weddings.

Wumbo.

What’s-up-doc?

Wanna-hang-out-and-eat-pizza?