I am trying to find somthing to get me away from the gripping storyline of The Bachelor. I have watched too many reality show finals and I really did not care about any of them. Survivor was dullsville, Amazing Race is somewhat last week and later this week The Apprentice will still have a man with really funny hair on it who everyone treats like he invented beer but will take it all away if you cross him. All sugars, too. And you can’t even wish that you had the good old shows like The Rockford File ’cause you can actually watch them now in the 200 channel universe 24 hours a day and they are awful.
So – what do you do? You surf. And when you surf you come across moments in the life cycle of a topic like this:
Holy Moly! Real reality isn’t quite so dull but I am apparently going to die of everything all at once. That would be bad but it appears health is about bad stuff and there is plenty of it. Bad bad bad. I have no idea what the lady with the phone is smiling about. Maybe she is an urban phone user – her brain is safe. Whew Good. Or maybe she is a rural artist hoping something drastic can improve her style. Bad yet good. Just don’t drink beer and talk on the phone in the country. Bad. Your brain will be doomed. Bad bad bad. Best headline – “Toxic chemicals” in celebrities. That really has to suck:
Celeb-wannabe: So doctor…if I only want a little fame do I still need the big needle?
Doctor: I am afraid so.
Maybe it means celebrities are the source of toxic chemicals. That would be fairly freaky. I hope the celebrities stay away from my town.
So I get off the web and I find this in the file manager of the blog – I photo saved but I don’t think ever used. I look at it and I know Stephen Harper is listening to Aerosmith’s “Dude Looks Like a Lady” in his brain at that very moment. Right about the third chorus. Or he finally tried a beer. Nut-tay. He looks like his is trying to explain what it feels like, too.
But I suppose my day really went wrong when I sensed the end of the universe was truly nigh, knew secretly that monkey were flying out of private places everywhere and noted that the cow to moon ratio must be alarmingly high…all because in Nova Scotia the NDP propped up the Tory minority.