Fun day so far. I’m hot (sweating in a non-sweating situation), and I’ve been exhausted since the moment I woke up. I know I have things to do – important, not and forgetton – but I just want the clock to keep moving, so I can do something truly exciting. Like laying my bed and staring at the ceiling fan.
I was thinking the other day that I should make another one of those List Of B-Show Guys I Like, but then I realized there really aren’t many of them nowadays, and they’re all going to shuffle around in a few weeks with the ECW dealio anyway.
I like it that Akio’s back and all, but I think they’re going to run into a problem with way too many people for one hour V with ECW and things are quickly going to fall apart. They’re hiring more people to work more matches without actually getting more time to have more matches – how does that actually work out? (Lots of cuts, I guess.)
24 was pretty good last night. I was amused how the president and the secret society of villians thought a president being on trial would be worse to the country than a president committing suicide. As much as you can be amused by a near suicide.
Don’t get me started on the audio tape dealio. That’s just dumb.
Why does Matt Costa sound like the missing member of the Shins?
I grabbed a Bullpen Seat ticket off Stub Hub for Friday, so I’m spending the early part of afternoon at Wrigley. (maybe the losing streak will still be going by then.) After that, I have no idea. I probably should do something exciting for my birthday, but I can’t think of all that much. (I think it’s too hot in here.)
This is now suitablely random.