Ahhhh....the Wednesday before a long holiday weekend. It's like hearing the ice cream truck on the next block over. You know the end of the day is coming...but it isn't quite here yet cause that fat bastard Rudy Johnson is trying to figure out which 3 ice cream treats his fat ass needs before the middle eastern guy in the beat up van can move on to your street. Yeah...just like that.
Rudy Fernandez is a Blazer as of yesterday. Ole'! I hope he is better then Sergio who had a lot of YouTube hype as well but just hasn't panned out.
I have a conference call in 21 minutes so I will keep this short. Washington passed a law that says no more talking on your cell phone while driving unless you have a hands free device. How many accidents involving the geltle sex do you think that will eliminate? I am guess about 40%. If you have ever been ambushed by the soccer mom in the minivan changing lanes without looking, smoke in one hand and phone in the other...you know what i am talking about.
Iron Man was awesome. Prince Caspian was pretty darn good. The Hulk was also darn good. Indiana Jones was....eh...it was ok. I am going to see my namesake...Hancock...this weekend. I don't care what the critics say...I don't care if it sucks...it's AWESOME PERIOD.
Oh yeah...also at Billy Idol was this drunk old guy playing air guitar. He about went down from "tricks" a couple of times...and this other bald guy in his late 30's that decided he needed to "jump over" his friends in a flying summersault thing. I heart dorks. They amuse me.
Time for the hit and run.
Daughtry rocks...who needs to actually WIN American Idol ....huh Taylor Hicks? Soul Patrol my ass.
Bo Bice...I love you man...but you are not the Black Crowes...more like the Georgia Satellites.
Hey Agent Zero....you'll be insignificant in 3 years. Congrats on the big contract. Douche.
And I am out.