Okay, seriously... what's wrong with me?!

Don't get used to such frequent updates, I'm sure it's some kind of weird chemical imbalance that made me update three times within a month or so. Everything will be back to normal soon.

Anyway, I figured it's been a while since I posted some good old random-ass thoughts.

* I ate at McDonald's tonight. After imposing upon myself a quasi-boycott a couple of months ago, I actually drove over there and gave them my money. And, Goddamn it, it feels... wrong.

* Christmas shopping is well under way. I've got the kids about half bought for; beyond them and Carrie, most everyone else is taken care of, more or less. Although I must soon get blank CDs so I can actually get to work on Year in Rock 2006. I'm thinking fifteen copies this year. Oh, and if you don't know what the Year in Rock 2006 CD is, chances are you're not getting one. Suffer!

* Speaking of suffer, my poor baby girl kitty P.J. was pissing blood a week ago. Turns out it was mostly caused by stress (just like last time). Randall (my baby boy kitty) is constantly harassing her, biting, tackling, chasing... Coles Notes: Randall won't let P.J. chillax. Interestingly enough, another contributing factor to stress in cats is rearrangement of furniture.

* Last time I checked, Carrie loved rearranging furniture.

* No wonder P.J. is always coming up to me and meowing. She's saying, "They're after me! You've got to save me! Please! You're the only one I can trust!"

* Over four years removed from the radio business, and I don't miss it a bit. I do wish my former place of employment would just close up shop and get it over with, though. The other three people who've inadvertently heard a few seconds of the normal broadcast day can tell you, the ship it is a-sinkin' when it comes to "talent".

* Everything is better in HD. I'll watch anything in HD. Since we got our new set, I've watched probably four or five hours of college football.

* I fucking hate football.

* The only thing better than watching something in HD? Watching something in HD while wearing a pair of Carrie's new glasses.

* I need glasses. I think it's because I'm old now. That, or it really does make you go blind... by which I mean whacking off when I was a teenager. Don't laugh. The majority of you did it at least as often. Know how I know? Most of you are wearing glasses as you read this.

* Do I really have to sing the praises of American beer? No, I do not. And, I am in no way implying that my new favorite beer is Miller Genuine Draft. Stupid, tame ass, smooth, easy going taste.

* Gift certificates: when you don't care enough to know what they like.

* Time for the big finale...

The End.