Okay...

It's been almost an hour.....
After having swallowed four aspirin, a coupla cups of coffee and brushing my hair, I feel better. I don't know what it is about brushing this hair out, but it do feel fine...Makes me take a big ol' deep breath when I flip it all back over and it settles. It feels like it makes my brain (yes, yes...what little I have left) relax or something.

I also saved a mouse. One of my stupid cats caught him and was running around with 'im in her mouth. I very slowly, very calmly got her to give. it. to. me....and wiped a dot of blood off his cute lil head and put him back under the sink where he belongs. See? I really AM nuts. (Like I give a damn...) It's just not necessary. That cat is a tubba lard and they have dry food available 24/7, so murderin' mice is OUT.

I'd also like to say again, for some reason, that I just adore Bret Hart. (Yeah...another newsflash...so?) I even have him on my desktop, now. I also watched 'Wrestling with Shadows' again. Then, I visited Uncle Vito and saw that he has a history with pro wrestling, so I'll be checking that a bit, see if he brings up my buddy....Already found out that Vince McMahon, in addition to being slime, it also a steroid monkey. I'm sure everybody else already knows this and lots more, but, remember, except for Bret, I choose to ignore wrestling. It's stupid. But, Bret is just gorgeous-er than IT is stupid, so I make an exception for him. I have been in the room when it's been on and I've even tried watching it a bit here lately, but...honestly...all the yellin', hollerin', gruntin' spittin' horseshit these guys spew annoys the hell outta me. Just hearing it makes me mad, let alone actually listening to the incoherant drivel. If ya actually listen to what they're screaming about, it's so friggin' juvenile and poorly articulated, it just turns me right off. My brain goes into 'standby', or something and I hear myself 'arguing' back at them.
The last stupid thing I saw was some big dude droning on endlessly about how he 'attacked' some little dude for 'the good of America' or some such rot. Then, there was this tag team match that Andre the Giants son was in and all he did was beat the crap out of a guy that stood about 2'6" by comparison. I know that big dude finding 'someone his own size' to wrestle would be hard, at best, but the guy he was throwing around like a lawn dart wasn't even as big as the other guys. It. was. just. stupid. And, between Andre the Giants kid and his partner, the little dude never even had a chance to tag his partner. Yeah. That's fair.

Aaaanyway....

Right?

I'll be back.
Peace.
(Know where I can get any?)

Posted by: Stevie at 05:46 PM

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Posted by: Mad William Flint at March 02, 2004 06:17 PM (jRssG)

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