The Obscure

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Saturday, July 17, 2004

 
ba-doo da-da-doo doodle-ee-oo do do, ba-doo da-da-doo doodle-oo do-do-do do
Take it away don pardo!
 
Hey everyone, how y'all doin' this glorious morning? As you may or may not have been able to possibly glean from my speech up to this (exactly THIS) point, I am doing well. I haven't had a cup o' coffee yet, I am going to start a pot now.
*coffee noises from the kitchen*
I am making the strongest pot of coffee known to man. Usually I make sure to just put in enough stuff, cause I don't wanna waste the coffee; but for some inane reason my mom decided to buy FIVE CANS of my favorite coffee (during the month I've been trying to stop drinking it, or at least cut down) so my life is complicated now. Thus, I am making the strongest coffee ever. More on that later.
 
Today, I became a Man. You heard me correct ladies and gentlemen. I don't know how, or why, or if it actually happened at all--alls I know is, I suddenly have a craving to read up on the stock market and listen to Easy Listening radio stations. If that isn't Manhood, I don't know what is.
 
This coffee is like drinking liquid lucidity.
 
Dude, every aspect of my life is like a soap opera. Maybe I could start a reality tv soap opera, we could just change everyone's names to Two Syllables and up, like Tim would be Timothy, and I would be Jonathon, and stuff. I'd just have Niles follow us around with his keyboard hanging around his neck in a travel harness and he'd add background music to whatever went on. As long as everyone cried once in a while, it'd be a go.
Yes, next thursday the 6 p.m. pilot for, "All My Ineptitudes" goes out on CBS, and you damn well best watch it.
 
I guess this blog update is now over. I should shave and shower and learn to tango and all the other things I have to do before I can start my day... but I don't think I'm going to. I like lazing around with coffee, it's my Thing.
Y'all have a good time wit-cha selves now, y'hear?


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