Whoa! Didja get the numbers off that truck?!?April 28, 2004 - 12:40 p.m. Damn it!As I made my lunch today, like a good little pauper, I noticed I was out of sandwich bags. Damn it! I blamed the dog who was nearby, looking anxiously at the roast beef I was piling on my sandwich. �It�s your fault, Tan Dog� I said, �You�re always here looking for a handout� couldn�t you tell I was out?� I blame the dog for almost everything. Those turds I keep finding in the basement? Not mine. That half chewed rawhide bone on the living room floor? Not mine either. The fact that I�m almost out of salt in the water softener? Step up to the plate, Tandy. You�re to blame. This is why people own dogs. They also take the heat for every mis-placed fart. Dog did it. I was listening to a college radio station on my way in to work yesterday morning. They play non-standard-issue music, and it�s refreshing. They naturally have college kids as the air talent, and that�s refreshing too. Hearing a 20 year old kid stumble through the news read reminds me of my radio days. On Dubleyew Eff Eye Enn. I got a kick out of the girl DJ yesterday, she reminded me of me at that age. She played Spiderwebs by No Doubt because it was a song they did �before they started to suck.� I will always like that song, even though it reminds me of the year my marriage crashed. The girl DJ had the courage to tell personal anecdotes to fill time� it made her more than just a voice in the air. She was pretty preoccupied with the suckiness of commercial music as I was at one time as well. Her choices for songs were all good though. She also had a list of �100 Bands that Suck Less than Dave Matthews�. More with the sucking. Speaking of that, I�ll see your �throb�, nixtress, and raise you one �opened flower.�Current Terr Alert Level OMG, She's agonna blow! |
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