Friday, May 23, 2008
Well, let's see.... American Idol is done with - and I have no idea who won since I am also not henpecked and I also don't burn brain cells on useless reality shows or puttering around a rundown piece of crap hotel on the crap side of a major American city wishing one of the pimps outside would finally bust a cap in my ass and put an end to it all. No sir! Also, there's nothing like getting up in the morning knowing you still have all of your hair. This can't be stressed enough. I like to just stand in front of the mirror and admire my lack of a bald spot, often for minutes at a time. Even better, I can walk out of my home without having to instinctively move in an erratic pattern to avoid the gunfire from the various gangs fighting over their turf.