It's hard to believe that the millionaires on "Secret Millionaire" don't understand the level of poverty they see.  Are they that far removed from reality that they can't see what's around them?  Jeez...Nothing screams style like a t-shirt tucked into cargo shorts!...Why is it that toilet paper companies are trying to sell me on the benefits of their products?  You don't have to sell me.  I'm gonna have to use it either way...Is it me or did the UConn/Butler game seem like they had the ladders out to pull the balls out of the peach baskets. Almost as boring as the MNC football game...My Biggest Loser rant of the week - when someone is eliminated, it's not because it's unfair, it's because that's is how the BW show was created to work.  Your body doesn't give a hoot what's fair.  It's how THE GAME works.  Stop being such big frickin' babies...Yay!  Boise has Japanese radiation in our drinking water.  And everyone always thinks Idaho is behind on the current trends...Creepy Christian Slater leering at the 17 year old girl on American Idol is just not right.  Scotty McCreery ruined Elvis.  Wasn't sure you can do that.  Holding the microphone with two hands and sideways like a flute isn't endearing.  The sooner you go, Scotty, the sooner I can go on hating North Carolina for what it needs to be hated for, Duke University's basketball team and football coach...So I saw a commercial for Kibbles & Bits Bistro Meals.  Are you kidding me?  It's dog food.  I'm not sure dogs care what their food tastes likes.  I mean, I've seen dogs eat their own poop.  It's far from a "bistro meal"...Spam with bacon?!?!?  I have died and gone to heaven.  I'm really just kidding. That screams HEART ATTACK to me!...


Oh the craziness of JV baseball.  The umpire told me there were 47 passed balls in tonight's game.  Are you serious?  it's good to know that they let the blind kids play catcher (I'm teasing, honestly)...Nobody screams "get in the hole" when Tiger plays golf anymore.  I wonder why that is.  Although on Sunday, someone mentioned that he was holing everything...
Sunday, April 10, is the 11th anniversary of me quitting smoking.  Feel free to pat me on my back.  I'm going to be doing it all day!