So it appears I have hit an all-new low......sitting at home on a Monday night listening to downloaded Meatloaf songs. Ironic, actually, since I just took ground beef out of the freezer to make for tomorrow as I was craving..you guessed it..meatloaf! I sense a theme...

Nonetheless, along with my newfound appreciation for balding rockers and greasy meat, I have clearly lost all shame, as I am freely admitting that I am enjoying this. I would do anything for love, but I won't do that........Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes.. Paradise by the dashboard light....

To paraphrase another character from my fleeting youth...good grief. (BTW, if you got that reference, accept it..you're getting OLD)

Only 28 years and 11 months until I am eligible to retire! Woohoo!(Well, on days like these you have to hold onto whatever you can!)

I have come to the realization that all these reality shows (America's got talent, American Idol, Canadian Idol, America's Best Dance Crew, America's Best Proctologist, whatever..you know what I"m talking about) are really only there to make the rest of us feel inadequate. It's like, "Look....if we search hard enough, we can find 10 minutes of talent in even the most mediocre of trailer-park folks...except you...you're still sitting on your couch". *Sigh*. Perhaps I should take up juggling, or sword-eating or something and get what I was promised by Andy Warhol............

Have a (mostly) painless week!

E