Inauguration
I’m really happy and all that we have something to celebrate. But after watching the train ride covered on CNN, and listening to all the security (in addition to the LOCATION of all the security), I’m kinda thinking, did we really have to spend ALL THOSE millions on this train trip. ’cause there’s a man outside my building and he has no food, and I’ve given him lots of sandwiches. But, it’s still not enough. And, like what about New Orleans? So, really? Did we have to spend all that money? …
I may be fat…but I’m alive
So Thursday, as my legs pumped furiously on the eliptical and I saw my reflection in the window, I was thinking” out damn cellulite, out!” But then, as the TV flashed the images of the Hudson River filled people escaping a ditched plane, I doubted, the women in 16B was thinking, “if only I had lost that 10 pounds.” So in the end, I’m thinking a little cellulite really doesn’t matter much at all. What doesn’t matter to you?
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That DAMN light
So, I am sure that I am not the only one, who at 3AM, finds that stupid light is shining right in their eyes. But, upon second thought, I doubt that anyone has discovered the perfect solution for resolution. So, I am sharing, with you, internet, the piece de resistance in covering up that FUCKING converter box.
I hate tweeting…
Come on folks, get a fuggin’ life. If you are going to tweet about smothering your child, (see blog post below…NOT MINE) somewhere out there, someone is watching. ‘Cause in this age, well, one never knows… or does one? And sorry, but why would anyone who writes, want to write on something called “twitter” anyhow? Like is TWEETING the same thing as blogging? I mean tweeting is only one step away from barking. I KNOW! I am going to start a site called “BARKER” and I can bark all about …