Thursday, August 13, 2015

It's more about cheating death

My left eye is twitching. It does that sometimes. I don't know why, it just does.

The Chargers play tonight. You should watch. It's probably their last first preseason game in San Diego. Give it a sec, it'll make sense. Unless you don't follow football. Needless to say, it would be great if NFL teams stopped extorting taxpayers.

I had a dream that I had a sore throat. Woke up sick. Minor cold. I am going to milk this shit for all that I can. Which means, not at all. She sleeps while I whine. Then she wakes up and saves lives all night.

Da-doi!
I decided that I am only giving a shit about the world around me for another 7.5 years or so. If I should make it to fifty I am done reading the paper, watching the news, generally caring about the world I share with the other 7 billion trained monkeys.

I may start following TMZ, or reading People Magazine, or some other rag that mostly concerns itself with things like Kardashians and other useless carbon based life forms.

You now know how long you have to convince me to give a shit about your pet issue.