Please stop making crappy movies. I saw the trailer to your new movie National Treasure, and I felt sorry for you. Your upcoming The Weather Man and Ghost Rider don't sound that much better. I loved you in Adaptation. and The Rock, but for every Leaving Las Vegas, we have to put up with 8MM and Snake Eyes. So please stop whoring yourself to buy more comic books. It's embarrassing, dude.
Oh, the folly of haste. Wendy's has fallen victim to the devil diet that is the Atkins. The drive-thru at Maynard and High House has new menu additions offering low-carb entrees. I caught words like "baked chicken" and "roasted vegetables" before I turned my head to the 99 cent menu in shame and defeat.
I wonder if the manager jumped the gun on putting new menu up; there's no official word on wendys.com, and I haven't seen any marketing.
Man o man, what a great game at Fenway today. The Sox were playing the (fucking) Yankees, which is always interesting. Pretty uneventful until the top of the 3rd, in which Bronson Arroyo plonks A-Rod in the back. It obviously wasn't intentional, but A-Rod was pissed so Jason Varitek was walking down the base path with him to protect his pitcher. He obviously says something sassy, because A-Rod comes back with "Fuck you! Fuck you, motherfucker, come on!"(Many years of watching Coack K on TV has given me lots of practice lip-reading curse words.) Anyway, it's on. Varitek decks A-Rod and the benches clear. (Fucking) Yankees starter Tanyon Sturtze grabs Gabe Kapler around the neck and pulls him away from the main fight, and 3 other Red Sox proceed to beat the everloving hell out of him. (Side note: It is always wonderful when the Red Sox and (fucking) Yankees fight, because it gives Sportscenter a chance to pull out the clip of Pedro hurling Don Zimmer to the ground by his fat head.) Some stuff happened after the brawl, and the Sox ended up winning on a walk-off home run by Bill Mueller, so that was nice. Baseball is awesome.
22.7.04
Yikes, been a while since I touched this. It's not like I've been busy.
The TBAA crew returned yesterday from a beach excursion to Topsail Island. Good times were had by all and I am, predictably, sunburned. In extremely odd places, too. Such as my fingers and earlobes. Every time I leave the house I invent a new way to give myself melanoma.
Some other random updates:
-Have yet again failed to get a summer job since I refuse to waitress. I am consequently poor.
-Am starting bartending school on Monday. Extremely exciting. Maybe afterwards I can find gainful employment.
-I have become completely and totally addicted to the Tour de France. I know it's just grown men on bicycles but I can't look away.
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