You need to decompress. Once I would have spent an hour rowing my guts out. Or riding a stationary bicycle at insane rates of speed and resistance. I used to have rooms devoted to such machines. That was when I lived in Ohio. I've come to my senses, or che son vecio, and I eat pizza and drink wine. Copiously. Ah! 'tis very bliss after years of steely self-discipline.
Of course now I live in that abode of sin and fruitiness, NYC, so what do you expect? And we HAVE NO SPACE in our teeny apartments. And I refuse to pay a grand to join a health club. And the $10 city rec center across is the street isn't quite comme il faut. And...I've run out of excuses. I'm a lazy old dick with a 38" waist. Oh. My. God.
So here we are at the end of the day, reacting randomly to some of the silly bullshit on the InterTubes. Such as...
* Arlen Spector's defection to the Democratic Party. As Glenn Campbell said when Waylon Jennings won a Country Music Award, "It's about damn time!" (A Country Music Award? They reward such crap??)
* According to a surely trustworthy poll cited by Huffington Post, only 21% of US voters identify themselves as R____. I can't quite digitate the word, sorry.
* Speaking of awards shows, the last Miss America contest I watched saw Vanessa Williams win. And unwin. To another Black Lite babe, Suzette Charles. When was that?
* What is Ms. Charles doing now? Changing quarters in an AC casino? We know what Vanessa Williams is doing.
* "Wine flu[e]" continues to frighten and perplex the people. Not to mention the even more shocking vine flu. Site traffic is up here at mondosap thanks to the virtual illiteracy of most nationalities in the English-speaking world. Ignorant yobbos of the world, I salute you.
Buona notte, kiddies.
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