4/26/2011

I was going to include a list of things I’d rather hear than any U2 song but I only came up with three good ones, so I posted them on the Face Space thing. I'll go ahead and repeat them here though, just for posterior’s sake: William Hung singing Starship’s “We Built This City,” Gilbert Gottfried singing KISS’s “Beth,” or Rosie Perez and Fran Drescher singing Extreme’s “More Than Words.” The more I think about it though, Gilbert Gottfried singing “Beth” would be hilarious. It would be just about the only hilarious thing GG has ever done though. Oh, I noticed a very redundant over and over again thing in yesterday’s entry. I said something wouldn't be “...the most optimum.” At the time I was typing it, I didn't notice how redundant over and over again it was. When I read it though, yikes! Over and over again was its redundancy... over and over again. Well, I'm not having any luck thinking of stuff to say. Perhaps I can think of something to piss myself off and have a true rant. Hmm, people suck. True, but what about them can I go off... um, about? The fact that no one knows how to drive? Meh, while true, I just can’t seem to give a shit right now. Oh, I know. OK people, that big bright thing in the sky in front of you while driving west in the evening, or east in the morning I suppose, is the sun. It has been there for 4.6 BILLION years. It is not something new that requires your attention. You do NOT need to slow the fuck down to 45 miles per hour on the fucking freeway. Flip down your visor, damned near every car has them, and drive. Oh, and hang the fuck up while you are at it. It is a car, not a phone booth. And all you dumb cunts who can't get up fifteen minutes earlier to put on your war paint, don't do it while driving. If you hit my car because you are a dumb fuck, I just might kill the fuck out of you. There was some dumb shit yesterday who jumped across three lanes of traffic to drive 60 in the far left lane. I wished I had a programmable sign board thing in my back window. I would have said, “You! In the red Dodge. Do the gene pool a favor: go home, kill your kids, and then yourself.” You know what, that is what the world needs, better “lifeguards” on the gene pool. I fucking hate people. Ahh, now that’s better. Well, it’s now 1600 h so I guess I'll call it a day. In the immortal words of Ron Burgundy, “Go fuck yourselves, San Diego!”