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A list of today's random thoughts.
Kanye West is a punk bitch. There. I said it. Sorry about your mom and all...but I swear if he comes out with a tribute album because him mom died having PLASTIC SURGERY...well just think 50 Cent.."been hit with a few slugs now I walk with a limp"
The Trail Blazers are going for 12 in a row tonight. I won't say it's a lock...because no game is...but the Timberwolves suck and we SHOULD win. My F.U. goes out to ESPN who still won't show good highlights from our games because of the East Coast bias and that freaking TOOL on TNT who keeps calling Travis Outlaw Bo. Bo Outlaw played 12 years ago...get over it tool shed.
My child is talking more then ever...sadly some of her new words include "no" and "I don't want to" or she just pretends not to hear me at all. It was cute at first...but now I need to figure out a way to outsmart her. She's too cagey for her own good...like the female Stewie...I am sure she is plotting something that doesn't bode well for me.
I have been calling my friend Julie and leaving messages from the Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh. I often call her and leave messages from random famous and non-famous people...but this series from the Bhagwan has been probably my best so far. I wish I could share the work with others...but you can only call one person at a time. If you want to get on the list let me know...you might get a special call from the Bhagwan!!!
General Tso Chicken is awesome. So is the Lemon Chicken at Cajun Grill. I love chicken. Nothing more need be said.
40 is the new 30...and I love the women my age who are taking that to heart. Go on with your bad self gurls. Shake it like a polaroid picture.
I like changing the lyrics to songs when I am singing in the car. Why not? Maybe mine are better. I could write songs...like Stephen Lynch.
I am most likely insane...but that's Shirley's fault (Tanya knows what I am talking about....high 5 sis!)
That's all for now. I am going to go torment the nerds at Bust Buy at lunch with a onslaught of random and silly questions about connecting my ipod to the internet or something.
