Blowing up money

I like watching fireworks.

I guess. I mean, if fireworks are happening, I'll watch them. What I don't understand, though, is all these millions of firework stores that open up around the middle of June. Yes, Captain Obvious, I realize they are there because people like to buy fireworks around the 4th of July, but that's exactly what I don't get.

Buying fireworks. Especially those stupid little ones that make a loud noise and they're done. It's like burning money. Literally.

But maybe I just spend too much of my money on trivial things like food and rent.

Really, people?

So first, 70 reporters show up at the "unveiling" of the damn Obama dog. And CNN thinks it's important enough to make me watch it.

And now I'm supposed to care that the man swats at flies?!


Isn't there a war going on or something?

I'm still alive.

OK, so it has officially been almost a year since I've written in this thing. But I think I'm going to try to make it a habit again. I guess I had forgotten how much I love speaking my mind to a faceless audience who may or may not care about anything that I have to say. So does everyone on Twitter. Sue me.

...But as Sheldon Cooper would say, "That would be the very definition of a frivolous lawsuit."
Did I mention I LOVE "The Big Bang Theory"?