WHAT IS THE DEAL WITH MILK
I don't understand why Andrea Bocelli tickets cost so much money. It's not like he's going to see any of it.
(HA HA, GET IT, BECAUSE HE'S BLIND, AND BECAUSE THE BUREAUCRACY OF ENTERTAINMENT FIRMS IS OFTEN CATALYZED BY LEGAL THEFT)
And, I dunno about you guys, but when someone calls it "Cyber Monday" I don't think about shopping. ASL?
Finally got around to listening to John Mayer's latest album. It's soaked in '70s California soft rock, and I don't know whether to guffaw or admire the attempt.
Actually, it feels like wearing something you know you probably shouldn't wear because it's really not you. A leather jacket is the tits, but a leather jacket on you is likely not the tits. But it's nice to think you can wear a leather jacket. And, sometimes, it's probably better you shouldn't have worn the leather jacket.
John Mayer, take off the leather jacket.
You are cordially invited to the scissor cutting of
The Tiger Woods and Billy Joel Physical Rehabilitation Center
HA HA, GET IT, BECA--
Being thrown under the bus can't be so bad if it isn't moving. Or if it's proverbial.