Just because I'm in the mood to bitch today here are the things that I am officially tired of.
Nipplegate. I don't care that she showed her floppy pasty-covered boob during the Super Bowl. I didn't see it happen but I have seen pictures. Both our kids DID see it and neither one seems to be the worse for wear. I think the boy enjoyed it and the girl had to ask "Was that her boob?" because she wasn't sure. It's just not that big of a deal. In fact I can't remember ever not caring this much about a popular issue in a long time.
Low-carb everything. I saw a commercial last night that Hardee's is now offering a low-carb Thickburger. Hardee's! A bazillion grams of fat but hey it's only got 5 carbs! And there is now an entire low-carb store opening near the house. For fuck's sake...
Democratic primaries. You know what? The behavior I've seen from all of them with the exception of MAYBE Clark has eliminated them in my book. Done. Kaput. Not gonna happen. Somebody make Powell run because I am seriously running out of people here.
Reality TV. Ever long for the days when TV didn't reflect "reality"? Man I do considering that's why I've always watched TV. Perhaps that's why I've stuck with cartoons all these years. And I will never understand how anyone with even the barest of musical training can't feel physical pain when watching the first few shows of American Idol. I cringed so hard my neck hurt. Seriously.
Alright done for now. Hey that felt good. I may have to do this more often. But not as much as Mr. G(SPAM)Montag. I promise.