Entries from April 2006 ↓

I did a two minute live spot on our newscast today. You can watch it here if you want.

If I’d known I was going to be on air I would have forgone the horizontal stripes and ponytail.

A conversation between my sister and I yesterday as we tackled the greenway after work. We’d just passed a taut, tanned young lady with a without an ounce of fat anywhere it wasn’t supposed to be:

Amy: Man, I wish I looked like that.

Me: Yeah. But, she’s probably 20.

Amy: Oh, my God. Listen to us. We are so old.

Me: Next thing you know we’ll be buying our clothes at Cracker Barrel.

I had four teeny-tiny capsule reviews published in this issue of the Nashville Scene.

The next time I tell you that I’m going to watch and review four films in less than a week’s time–and go to work every day–suckerpunch me in the stomach.

The news that George W. Bush was responsible for leaking classified information in an effort to squelch information about his illegal war in Iraq makes me a whole lot happier than it should.

I had a dream last night that a cat took a giant crap in my mouth.

Freuds? Any ideas?