weaktwos

--Lately, I've been in a fog; in a funk. I am working on resolving that. I know a lot of what is causing said funk. Some of it is certainly beyond my control. Other aspects are well within my control. Regardless, it's sucking up my creative energy.

--Would anyone care to start a conspiracy theory based on the simple fact that Republicans were in the whitehouse on the occasion of both Shuttle disasters?

--Uncle Cracker. He did a cover of "Drift Away". A one-hit wonder from some guy back in the 70s. I do not even remember his name. I care not for either version of the song.

--Taco performed the cover of Irving Berlin's "Puttin' on the Ritz". Not Paco, as a friend of mine incorrectly stated with a high degree of ill-placed confidence. Why I remember this piece of information, I will never know. If I cleared out all the space taken up in my brain with useless trivia, imagine what I could have done with it. Instead of being a brilliant theoretical physicist, or a champion in some field, Iam merely an above average chump who knows that Taco, not Paco, sang Puttin' on the Ritz. Shit.

--Iam starting to have a hard time finding my car in parking lots. Mainly because I am looking for a white wagon, and my vehicle is considerably less white. I see a car washing in my future.

--I have noticed that I am addicted to contractions. I believe that the use of general purpose contractions like "don't" and "I'm" are gateway words to harsher abuses of the language like "booyah", "hella", and anything uttered by Snoop-dog.