Did you ever have so much to say that you don't even know how to start? That's how I am on this blog lately. I've got stories that I want to tell, but I'm holding back for various reasons. So mostly, I'm just linking to stuff. Not that that's really a bad thing. But if any of you got a glimpse inside my head, you'd be surprised.
On with the lunchtime show.
Did anyone read the story last week about the guy who was convicted 17 years after killing his family because he was grounded?
Obviously, this guy is crazy. I was grounded a lot, and not once did the thought of violence enter my mind. My parents once grounded me for 40 days for being 40 minutes late, and another time, grounded me so that I missed the U2 concert where my friend Rani met The Edge and Larry Mullen, Jr. So, once I figured out that no matter how hard I tried, I would still piss my parents off, I figured out how to sneak out of the house. It was that easy.
Here's another person I don't understand -- George Michael. With all his wealth and celebrity, he's out trolling for sex in parks? Seems to me like he just wants to get in trouble.