Peyton Manning and the Colts lost for the first time all season yesterday. Interestingly, I also watched the movie, "The Hand that Rocks the Cradle" on Sunday, a movie in which the main character's name is Peyton. Then the Colts lost. Coincidence? I think not.
Bush gave another speech this morning. He's like a little 7th grader who doesn't do his homework all year and then brings it all in the last week of the semester. I can relate to that.
The light in my fridge broke this morning. Where do you get a replacement for a fridge light? If I lived next door to Fred Flintstone I'd just borrow a jar of firefly's. I guess I could just get firefly's on my own, but they aren't in season right now.
Iran's President banned wastern music throught the entire country. Finally, some good news out of the Mid-East.
They're once again talking about a transit strike set to kick-in later tonight. You know it's getting serious this time, even the rats in the subway are picketing.
Yes, if you're reading this Jay Leno, you can use that tonight.
I'll probably be going to a holiday party at one of NYC's many comedy clubs tonight. It's the way the clubs give back to us for stealing our souls and dignity. Warm beer and cold pizza go a long way for hungry comics.
Mmm, warm beer and cold pizza. It's like college, but with less cool people...
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