So in what seems to be a recurring theme here on My Blog is Better Than Your Blog - I have nothing interesting to say. But I still stand by the statement that my blog is better than your blog. Because the bar is really, really low.
I'll give you some random thoughts from the day. It's not exactly riveting, but it is fulfilling the quota and I'm all about just maintaining. No reason to try to excel just reach mediocrity.
Siggy (the iPod) is dead. R.I.P., Siggy, R.I.P. You will be missed. I think he's gone for good this time because well, just trust me, it doesn't bode well for him ever coming back. Oh well, you live, you love, your appliances die, your friends purchase you new appliances to replace the old...you learn to love again. It's the circle of life.
My foot still hurts. It hurts bad. I'm not going to the doctor though. Because as much as everyone thinks I'm a hypochondriac, I'm not. A hypochondriac likes to visit the doctor and "confirm" illness. I hate the doctor and I hate actually knowing if something is wrong with me. I prefer instead to make up wild fantasies in my head and see how they pan out. That's just the way I roll.
The Cubs lost again today. To the Marlins. The Marlins. I'm not going to act like I'm the biggest baseball fan ever, but I love the Cubs and I can't understand how they could lose 3 games to the Marlins...when the Marlins suck ass. And you know what People of Florida? You don't deserve a baseball team because your stadium wasn't even half full. People fill up Wrigley even when the Cubs are in last place. Shame, Floridans, shame. Seriously. Not just for the baseball either. Oooohh, ZING! The blog is politically relevant now. Well, it's politically relevant about 7 years in the past, but it's a start.
I'm watching Reaper right now. I didn't catch the start, but it seems a decent. Directed by Kevin Smith. Who also has a blog. And it's being turned into a book. A real book I guess, people approached him to publish it. Wow...looking back over the punctuation in this paragraph so far is sorta painful. Oh well, I'm pushing through. Anyway, I read a little bit of the blog and no offense, but the parts I read weren't that interesting. He did mention a kid though, so that probably counts for something. I just find it sort of hard to believe that his blog deserves a book. Although if for some reason Kevin Smith you've googled yourself, Kevin Smith and you are reading this Kevin Smith. I thought Mallrats was awesome. Except for Claire Forlani. She didn't seem like she could act her way out of a paper bag...although I've never understood why anyone would need to act themselves out of a paper bag. But I digress. Kevin Smith, your blog is alright, but I think we can all agree, mine's better.
And that's the Rose Show everybody! Goodnight!
1 comment:
I had an iPod. It came with my first blue beetle, which you knew died on I-80. By "came with" I mean it was a promotion at that time because beetles were not equipped with a CD/MP3 player. The iPod died the night before the I-80 trip, mysteriously. And I was angry that it decided to give up on me as I wanted it to function on a road trip. A month later, when I had to go to the site for the car accident, the iPod automagically (the word I adopted from two Australian friends) came back to life just for one day. It was all automagic. And sad.
Since then, I do not have a desire to get an iPod. My new blue beetle is equipped with a CD/MP3 player.
I want an iPhone, which will be a reward when I get a real job.
That's my story to share with RoseH's fans. Thanks.
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