Saturday, May 06, 2006

The following is a rambling post of mental disconnects and non sequiturs

Sometimes you have to redecorate the place.

I've just completed a challenging switch to a new blog template. (by challenging, I mean it took more than 20 minutes) The irony is, I spent all that time redecorating my blog, but haven't hung pictures in my new home. And I've been here since last August.

We're trying to decide what we're going to do this weekend. First, I'm hanging pictures.

I can't believe I'm watching the ridiculous movie Carpool on television right now.

Wait, what if Tom Arnold is reading my blog? Er... um, I mean, what a great cinematic specimen! Amazing artistic creativity, and what a master thespian that Tom Arnold is.

Theory vs. Reality. As I was fruitlessly pondering a subject for my blog entry this morning, I THEORIZED that I was experiencing writer's block. REALITY is, I'm just a shitty, uncreative writer.

It's time to take back our country from the marmosets.

I need to watch the entire Sopranos DVD series in a row with no interruptions so I can release some of my rage by living vicariously through Big Pussy Bonpensiero... and more specifically, via the fantasy of sucking a living off of someone else, all the while carrying a gun and being called "Big Pussy" with no social ramifications. Of course, he got "iced" a couple of seasons ago - and how much fun would that be? (where has Vincent Pastore's career gone since that time?)

I just heard American Idol contestant Paris Bennett's mother say "I think God has great things planned for Paris." I'm tired of people NOT giving themselves (and their children) credit for their accomplishments. What about the promising, smart, kind-hearted, loving teenager with great grades who was hit by a truck and killed... I suppose God just didn't have great things planned for him?

Okay, it's a beautiful day, so I'm taking the bicycle out now... then jog awhile, then probably hit the weight room. And of course by "bicycle... jog awhile... then hit the weight room," I mean roll around on the couch with a six pack of beer and a bag of cheetos, watching TV Land, and lamenting the fact that nobody really realized the true acting potential of Rod Perry as Sergeant David 'Deacon' Kay on SWAT.


Violet said...

What the hell channel are you watching? "Carpool" AND "American Idol" on the same channel??

Why don't you go hang some pictures or something? I mean, seriously!

CP said...

AS for me? I am going to discover a cure for cancer.

By that, I mean...I'm going back to bed.


❉ pixie ❉ said...

Gotta love The Sopranos. What a great name—Big Pussy—to bad he's sleeping with the fishes.

And is you watch them all nonstop (excluding the current season), your looking at a good 65 hours of continuous viewing pleasure.

You'll want gabagool after that for sure.

Blogarita said...

I didn't know Tom Arnold was a thespian. I thought he was straight.

Fantastagirl said...

pictures actually hanging on walls - is so overrated - that's what I keep telling myself.

We watch the sopranos...never understood how one could call a guy Big Pussy and have everything be okay.

Nobody said...

What the fuck is gabagool?

Amandarama said...

I just heard American Idol contestant Paris Bennett's mother say "I think God has great things planned for Paris."

Well, she might be right if by "great things" she means an eventual career "working" with donkeys in Tijuana.

❉ pixie ❉ said...

gabagool is something to eat. Duh.

Blogarita said...

I think Gabagool is a cartoon, right?