Happy Birthday Molly Callahan!

Molly is two years old today, and I'm leaving work at a reasonable hour tonight so that I can go home and have cake. I got her a Pooh doll--she'll flip. And it's the real Pooh, not the Disney Pooh. I got her the real Piglet last year, and it's her favourite toy.

Dave Jay gave one week's notice on Monday and was asked not to bother coming back for the rest of the week. I sure hope that they fuck me up the ass like that when I leave.

After he was asked to leave, Dave Jay spent the rest of the afternoon burning his bridges. It's pretty funny in retrospect, but at the time it was dreadful listening to all those fights.

Hmmm, I've been seeing the new commercials for Deconstructing Harry lately, the ones with the testimonials from the patrons, have you seen them? Did you notice the subtext? It took me a few viewings, but I've gotten it!

First of all, they call the movie Harry, removing the word "Deconstructing" altogether, and the people they show all seem to be young, fun-loving and stupid and say things like "Funny guys and hot ladies! It's really great!"

You got the subtext yet?
It's "If you think of Woody Allen as an intellectual director who makes movies that you can't understand, it's not true! Even an idiot like you will get it! It's a beer-soaked frat boy kind of movie! PAAAAAAAAAAARTY!!!!!"

I don't think it's gonna fool anybody.

While I was at home for Christmas, some lunatic over at my cable company decided to add The Game Show Network to our system. I am shattered to admit that I have become absolutely entranced by it.

I am de-evolving...(un-evolving?)

One year ago today:
"Mother, who do you think I am???!!!"

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