The Truth Files

Stephen Colbert/Daily Show Love. House, Hugh Laurie, Black Adder, BritCom obsessiveness. Eddie Izzard quoting ad naseum. Self loathing. Other people loathing. Anything else I can loathe-fit that in there too. Tales of alcohol and dogs. The occassional night at the bar causing trouble. Mis-treating brain cells...Who needs them? No sex. No drugs-usually. Much rock'n'roll. Just trying to survive in 615. Y'know. The usual.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

4 in the morning-tapped out-yawning

Woke up at 3am. Decided I was up for awhile, turned on the TV my favorite episode of the X Files (Post Modern Prometheus) was on. Had to watch that. Then I didn't recognize the next episode. For the first 5 minutes, then I knew which one it was and kept watching it. It's easy to convince oneself to do stuff like that at 4 in the morning.
But the choice of commercials didn't seem to fit the audience. Every commercial break featured that John Basedow creepy workout dude. Are insomniacs the target audience for fitness? The other commercials were those hungry kids like Sally Struthers used to cry around all the time. I don't think that people watching science fiction in the middle of the night are feeling charitable either. Maybe I'm crazy to have not been inspired to get into shape, I did consider buying the 24 head screwdriver set tho. That thing was awesome.

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