Random Thoughts

I have so much to talk about and it is so convoluted. Trust me, even Shakespeare couldn’t string these ideas together in a fluid composition, so bear with me as I catch up on the past week. I would love to say my social calendar was booked so solid I didn’t have time to post, but truth be told it was more a product of my incredible laziness.

First and foremost, the Prattville Lions won again and will head down to Theodore on Friday for the next round of the playoffs. Unfortunately I only caught the first couple of minutes of the game because the webcast on the “home of the Lions” WIQR abruptly switched to a playoff game featuring Autaugaville instead. I am sure the parents and fans of those guys were thrilled. I, on the otherhand, was shocked, disappointed and quite frankly pissed. I got over it and have put my anger behind me. At least I heard a few tidbits as the game started and caught a shout out to my nephew before the switch.

On to important stuff like TV. Everyone knows about my Veronica love and most people have heard me mention I am a big fan of Earl, but I want to give a quick shout out to another of my favorites, Grey’s Anatomy. If you haven’t watched it, I highly recommend it. The show is smart, witty and compelling and quite possibly the best drama on television right now. And, thanks to People magazine, you can even vote Patrick Dempsey as the Sexiest Man Alive. I could have told you that years ago! And yes Matty it is better than ER. In the comedy category obviously there is Earl, but I also suggest How I Met Your Mother. I love Barney! Neil Patrick Harris has me in tears every week. So if you haven’t watched it yet, “suit up” and check it out. And if you are so inclined, you can even find your perfect match among the cast, or better yet, check out Barney’s blog. I do have one small confession I have to make, ok make that two. Lean in close, I am going to whisper…The Office might not suck as hard as I thought it did last year. I have found myself laughing ever so hard at Dwight’s antics with Michael and I really like Pam and Jim. So, in summary, not the worst show ever as previously described. On to my second shameful whisper, I love Reunion and I will be devastated if they cancel it before I get to see the resolution. So all you Nielson households, do a girl a favor on Thursday night. Please?

Though I confess I had to Google both the “shocker” hand signal and the apparently obvious dirty inplications of the moniker T-bag (due to both making it past the network sensors and showing up in two of my favorite shows), I do not reside under a rock and I do actually have friends even if one of them calls me only to tell me inappropriate sexual information that gives new meaning to the phrase TMI. He is convinced my odd dreams of late are not the result of poor dietary habits or a strange and overactive imagination but rather pent up sexual frustration. Before you scream TMI on my part, I am not buying his theory. In part because I have had “weird dreams” since well before I knew what sex was, but mostly because he can turn anything and by anything, I mean absolutely anything into a dirty sexual innuendo. Am I right, Weezie? And no Matt I am not talking about you regardless of the rather enlightening conversation we had about Krispy Kreme doughnuts at lunch today. While I am on the subject of friends, I would like to take this opportunity to call out my alleged friend John Jeffrey Soroka. That’s right you heard me Jeff, so if you are googling yourself or find your way back here, you owe me a rather lengthy e-mail which was due last April, and I mean to collect. HAHA No, seriously, e-mail me.

Before this turns into the world’s longest post about nothing, I should probably flash myself the “wrap up” sign or at least start swelling the music at inopportune moments like they do at the Oscars, but I do have one last tidbit left over from my Halloween post. And yes, I did go out and buy myself lots of discounted candy like my fat ass needed it. Anyway, my favorite trick or treater award for this year goes to…..drumroll please…..Disinterested pre-teen on cell phone! Congratulations you just won…tell her what she won Rod…well for this year’s winner we have, oh wait, what’s that, she just walked away and didn’t even collect any candy. She only came along to accompany her lame friends. Damn and here’s me fresh out of orange and lemon flavored Tootsie Rolls. Too bad I wasted them on all the other lame ass teenagers and parents at my front door. By the way, this year’s second place winner goes to…oh hell, skip the drum roll no one cares…Too cool to bring a bag…cue Rod…That’s right, he went door to door with nothing but the clothes on his back and two outstretched fists. Clearly he had made the wise decision to eat as you go…And me without my poison apples. Ah well, there’s always next year.

Last but certainly not least, I want to take a moment in all seriousness to offer my condolences to Carol and her family. Carol’s namesake, Aunt Louise, who I actually think is her dad’s great aunt, but who’s counting, died over the weekend. She was a beautiful lady and though I had not seen her in years, I always thought of her fondly. I know Carol will miss her greatly. There is a service for her tomorrow and I would tell you where, but I am trying very hard to be serious and somber, so I will refrain. But please keep Weezie, her family, and especially Aunt Weezie in your prayers.

Eternal rest grant to them, O Lord,
and let perpetual light shine upon them.
May the souls of the faithful departed,
through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.

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