Why I Could Never Be On Radio

I was driving to work and listening to these deejays take phone calls from people who were saying what they thought was the most annoying song ever. I agreed with a few of the selections, such as "Billy Don't Be A Hero" and "That's What Friends Are For." Then some woman gets on the line and says that the worst song ever is "Smells Like Teen Spirit." One of the deejays said "Really?" in a surprised yet mild tone of voice. I, on the other hand, without a second thought screamed, "Fuck you! That's a great song!" I would SO be a huge FCC fine just waiting to happen.

My Favorite Quote Right Now

From "Scrubs," courtesy of Dr. Cox:

"People aren't chocolates. Do you know what they are mostly? Bastards. Bastard coated bastards with bastard filling."

Something Wicked This Way Comes

Scary things are afoot. A few days ago I saw the "CLOWN" car at my apartment building. This morning during the commute I saw a vehicle with a license plate that said "SS CAR." So I gotta worry about Hitler's army, too?! The three things I hate the most are clowns, Nazis and serial killers. I'm just waiting for the "SONOFSAM" plate to turn up next week.