* you’ve got to run like hell.
Okay, warning: more navel gazing, (not naval gazing) ahead.
Ahem.
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I’ve been messing with the colors for the blog. Any thoughts? Hate it? Hard to read? Best Blog Colors Evar?
Yesterday was apparently Asshole Driver Day. I think it was planned by the people at CNN, who are covering some LA blogger who likes to take pictures of bad drivers. Dude, if I did that, I wouldn’t have time to drive! I tried yesterday, just for fun. I snapped a couple pics of the asshat who passed me on the residential street (right next to the “autistic child” warning sign, of course) and then screeched away from the next stop sign. I also snapped a pic of the guy driving the Ford Anus with Washington state plates (there is probably only one such vehicle in our area) who made a right run from the left lane (on a three lane mega-busy street in rush hour traffic) because he couldn’t plan ahead.
But, I’ve decided that’s not for me, I don’t think it’s healthy to focus on these assholes. Eventually, hopefully, kharma will get them… 
I guess that’s it. I thought I had more random things to share, sorry…
update: Look! I found something!
There’s a planned sequel to Dragon Wars. God help us.
Tags: bad cinema, random-crap
Scene 1:
I’m sitting on the toilet, it’s 5:00 AM. No lights, trying not to disturb anyone who is sleeping.
I fart.**
The dog comes running in from the other half of the house, acting like she hasn’t seen me in months and OH MY GOD HERE YOU ARE!
Scene 2:
Sitting at breakfast, and the oldest comes running in with underwear over his head and face, yelling “this is an armed robbery, hands up!”
“Uh, why aren’t your hands up?”
“Because you have underwear on your head.”
Scene 3:
My youngest boy loves to belt out “You’re a grand old flag” at the top of his lungs while getting dressed. And you thought they don’t teach them anything useful in school.
** note: the fart was the foghorn kind, not the bog of eternal stench kind. Not that the dog would care.
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I would rather watch High School Musical 2 (Saved by the Bell Edition) for the eleventh time than watch football tonite. Guess who’s playing? Yeak, Dickless’ old team, and they will spend every spare breath on Michael and his bullshit.
Hey, NFL, and the rest of the world, how about a little perspective?
As horrid as anything he did, why is dogfighting still going on? Why aren’t we making such a public spectacle out of everyone accused of doing what he has done? Why do so few care until a big fish gets busted, then everyone is jumping up and down and pointing and screaming?
And of course, this applies to a lot of other issues as well.
Whatever. I’m still sick of it, and sick of hearing about it. And I had to see Bob Costas during halftime last night, which pretty much ruined the football game for me (although it was priceless that my daughter walked up to me last night, and said “I’m gonna go watch the Steelers.” Her grandfather is smiling from heaven, I’m sure).
I ran four miles this morning (yay) and I’m eating tuna for lunch. Go me? Does that offset the pint of ben and jerry’s I had last night for a “snack” while watching the Michael Vick Update / Steeler game?
Okay, on to other stuff.
I paid for the pint of Ben and Jerry’s after my run. Eeww. That’s all I’ll say.
The kids started school today, summer is officially over. We saw cousins this weekend, we swam at the pool (that closes for the winter this week), we worked in the yard, we ran errands.
My tuna is finished, and sow is this rambling post.
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