Saturday, March 1

Another month gone. Hey, it was the short one anyway. Not much going on around here now. Mr. Rogers is dead, guess it’s not a beautiful day in the neighborhood today. Oh well, I didn’t watch his show anyway.

We’ve gone a week now without any mass deaths at a nightclub. Surprising isn’t it?

So when the hell is gas going to finally go down a little bit more? I’m about ready to say fine… go blow the shit outta Iraq just so I can get a break at the pump.

Read this somewhere: “The World Water Council said more intense rainy seasons, longer dry seasons, stronger storms, and rising sea levels had helped cause an increasing number of disastrous floods and droughts.” That is just shocking. I had no idea there was a World Water Council. I wonder how the hell you get in on that club. Maybe you have to know the Culligan man or something. I wonder if something like that would help getting you laid? Hey baby… World Water Council… that’s right, I’m a member, can I get you wet?

Ok, that would probably just get you slapped, but you can’t blame a guy for trying.