April 8, 2008

I Want a ManCow Embryo

Scientists in London made embryos from human cells and cow embryos. I can't wait for the Christian fanatics to bust out the torches and pitchforks. Five will get you ten that before long religious whackjobs storm the research center and do something midevil to them.

Speaking of Britney Spears... sorry; I don't have a follow-up.

Bubba's new favorite game is Simpson's Road Rage. Did I mention my wife is planning on killing me? Seems she's upset that Bubba likes to beat Marge down with Homer. I say if you can't laugh at domestic violence, what can you laugh at? (the previous statement was sarcasm and not to be taken seriously by members of the far, far left)

Seriously though, he's already more than halfway through the game, passing levels I don't know how to get through. Kid scares me sometimes. I'm sure some would say "why can't you apply the poor kids smarts to something constructive?", but then he wouldn't be happy, would he?

Mother's Day coming up. Speaking of mothers, did I mention Crazy Lady has been diagnosed with senile dementia? Sounds contradictory when you first hear those words together, like military intelligence, but I suppose one can have episodes of dementia mixed with senility. At least she won't have to remember them.

Trying to guess what I can get the Mrs. for Mother's Day. She says nothing, but if you think I'm falling for that you don't know me. Maybe something nice for the car. I know she's sick of jewelry and bags and shit like that. Took her almost a year to use the spa certificate I got her one year, and the damn place practically shut down before she went and redeemed it.

Spring break in less than two weeks, but that means squat to me. Will be in college library, earning electronic points for lab hours instead of running around in Florida drinking myself sick and getting arrested for groping girls who I thought said I could touch them. Studying's much more fun anyway, isn't it?

Can't wait for Summer: where once I was aghast at the prospect of going to DisneyWorld I now relish the time away from the big, bad city and all it's annoyingly necessary realities.

Back to you, Diane.

jdk

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