Jeff and Maeve, no commenting for a week.
Kidding, kidding! I need comments. It fills the hole in my ego.
Man, I'm shallow. Kind of. Am I shallow? Don't answer that.
That wasn't that funny, either. Ah, well. And how did Serena find out about my blog? I'd imagine Hong or Frances told them.
Well, I've decided that, as a kid, I'm powerless. Whenever I argue with my mom or dad, basically they just tell me, "Sam, you're just digging your own grave". They won't listen to reason. For instance, recently I was blogging and my mom said, "come to the dinner table". I ignored her. She began counting down from 5. I finished my post quickly, then left by 1 or 2.
I was punished anyway.
Anyway, I felt this was unfair, and when I tried to reason with her, she just ignored me. It was really annoying.
Well, this rant didn't last as long as I hoped. Now I feel sheepish.
Oh, I know!
Currently Listening To: The Nightfly by Donald Fagen. It's really a great album.
But I can't make any references. Well, let's see. I'll check my comments for inspiration. Angie invited me somewhere. I don't know why.
Wouldn't it be fun if I was a radio show host? That would be so cool. I'd be like blogging but on the radio.
Wake up, darling! The colonel's (what the hell kind of spelling is that) in the sun, with the stupid face, the glasses, and the gun.
That's from this song about a guy who goes to an island where there is a rebellion, then he got stuck on the island and they were killing the Americans. So then he gets off on a boat.
Good song. It's kind of a jazz/latin number.
LOTW tomorrow. Also added a footer at the bottom of the page. Check it out!