On the Road Again to Inconsistency

Grossssssss. I decided I didn't like the post I was working on. It was becoming too punny and self-serving. I mean, how cliche is it to interlude sentences with fictional aphorisms, right? What is this - amateur night at the Apollo? Am I right? (The black clown comes out and shoots me. I guess I didn't CRACK enough jokes for him. Cuz black people like drugs. Huh? Is that you, Sean Hannity?)

Black people are like "this." White people are like "better than this."

Anyway, I'll just give you what little I started on, to fill space, garnished with a side of forest mushrooms:

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Maybe I'll blog more often when I go back to school. Or maybe I'll never blog again. It all depends on when I die, I guess.

"Morbid beginnings are only the start to a broken path." - Phil O'Sophe

I don't really have a purpose at the moment. To anything. So I suppose I'll just be shallow and promote myself.

"He who touts his own greatness is greater than nought but a field of saccharines." - Manov Wurds

I was featured in The Guardian's minute-by-minute report of the France/Portugal game yesterday, riding on the coattails of a comment Dan (aka "my friend") made concerning Crybabiano Ronaldo's red shoes. Run a find-search for "Harry" on the link and you'll see it. Or run a find-search for "The Wizard of Oz." Just pick one of those, okay? Do it you coward!

"The man who alludes to cowardice in film is a man afraid of many things." - Thesenames Arebadpuns

So the President from 24 got an Emmy nomination. I hear that show has lots of explosions.

So Antiques Roadshow got an Emmy nomination. I hear that show has lots of explosions.

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"Promise me you'll write a real post soon, my dear."
"I will, God damnet. I will."