God Protects Fools. ~ Me
So today I was driving down the Norwood Lateral on my way home. Doing about 60 or 65 mph. When off in the distance I see something flying around. As I get closer to it I realize it's a large clear piece of plastic. As I get closer I realize it's going to come down on my car. And it did. And so I did what any rational thinking person would do.
I closed my eyes.
Yeah, I was still doing about 63ish on the lateral, only now I'm doing it with my eyes closed. For real. Finally I realize they're closed and I freak out and open them. Luckily no one got hurt and I maintained my lane. What the hell was I thinking? Oh well, it was a nice little nap.
I got the new Trey Songz CD from the library yesterday. In fact I got this one and the last one. I'm not a big Trey Songz fan but as long as I get it from the library and he hasn't gotten any money out of me I'm okay with that. Anyway, I'm looking through the jacket of the new CD thinking how he's finally matured with regard to the pictures. He has all his clothes on this time. YAY! No pics of him smoking a blunt. YAY! Nice pictures of him wearing suits. YAY! Even a cute pic of him eating Chinese food. YAY! Turn to the last page . . . and it's him in a threesome. *****BIG EFFIN SIGH***** That's reason 92 why he'll never get my money.
Modern Family is the bomb. If you're not watching it then you have some weird condition whose name can't be pronounced.
Feet are confused this time of year. Maybe it's just me whose confused this time of year. Is it boots? Is it sandals? Here's my rule. If you are wearing a sweatshirt, you probably shouldn't be wearing sandals - especially flip flops. If you are wearing shorts, why are you wearing UGGs (or a reasonably priced facsimile of them)? I gotta say It's time for a lot of you to put your feet away. You've stopped caring what your toes look like anyway and I've stopped wanting to see them. Actually, I was tired of seeing them in the Spring.
Anybody else excited that the 19th version of Law and Order starts in a few minutes? I'm addicted to Law and Order, except the SVU Version. Every since I saw the one lead detective on Oz, I ain't been right. I can't watch him anymore . . . Anyway, can't wait to see Law and Order LA.
Did you know there's an episode of Little House on the Prairie where they debate whether a black man should be a member of the church? And there's this lady calling him a savage and saying black people can't be Christian and they have their own voodoo religion and all that? Folks, this is what happens when you leave the house later than normal. You see all kinds of shiggety you never thought you would ever see. I'm so glad I never watched Little House when I was a kid. By the way, has anyone seen how this episode ends?
The Reds are division champs. How freakin' fantabulously effin fantastic is that? Did you see it? I was sitting on a stool in my room - you know one of those storage stools? Anyway, Bruce hits that ball out and I get to screaming and fall the hell off the stool. I'm okay.
This was my favorite quote of the day: "The guy I saw Sunday - and for most of the second half of last season - was not Carson Palmer. Whoever has that guy, please get him to Cleveland by Sunday at 1 o'clock." This one is from Paul Daugherty who wrote an awesome column on CP9 today in the Enquirer. In summary he says that he's asked a bunch of folks their opinion and there's no consensus, some even suggesting Carson is still playing hurt. After reading the column, I don't know what the hell to think. You should check it out. www.Enquirer.com.
Some lady flashed her boobies at a youth football team in Price Hill a few weeks ago. She was arrested, booked and released. Nice.
YAY JUSTICE SYSTEM!
Love,
Leslie
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