How I Know We're A Defunct Species

As of tonight, "The Bounty Hunter" with Rachel, and 300 man, is the number one Video On Demand in NYC. I'm both horrified, and strangely aroused.

Like when a clown dies.

What The Mrs. Misses

My daughter, Griselda (see earlier post ) was just trying to sing along to THE RAMONES "I Don't Wanna' Be A Good Boy" on an episode of WHAT'S NEW SCOOBY-DOO.

Now that the tears of joy have stopped, I just gotta' laugh.

Yet Another Dead Person I'm Gonna' Miss

"When I was younger I thought about women constantly...I was always running around looking for a good time...Now I've matured, my priorities have changed. I'm aware of what's really important: CRUSHING MY ENEMIES."
-Harvey Pekar
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Don't Pay The Ransom. I Escaped!

So...Ernest Hemingway said "Write drunk, edit sober". What he neglected to mention was how drunk to get. Apparently the answer is "Not so much that you can't use a keyboard for weeks on end".
Live and learn (at least until full systemic renal failure).
In any case, I'm back faithful reader/dangerous drifter/soccer mom. Wow, I really do have an odd mix of friends. I'm looking at yoooouuuu soccer mom. Seriously, what ARE you doing hanging around with me? You're messin' with my rep.
So in closing, I'd like to quote one of my favorite movies of this, the first decade of the 21st century, and simply ask, "Do fish dream?".