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.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Oh, screw down my diodes and call me Frank!

Since I have no big time plans I'm thinking I'll go home for the 4th holiday weekend. This will give me a chance to go to a BBQ (in the midwestern sense of the word-that is to say, there'll be grilling out) on Saturday with my Aunt's family. And who doesn't love a charred hot dog on white bread made soggy by store bought potato salad with green Jell-O with unindentifiable fruit in. I'm just guessing on the menu mind you-it might be macaroni salad.
That sounds fantastic compared to the weird concoctions I've been dining on lately. Tonight I had couscous and vegetables I was able to find in my fridge with fresh herbs and a hella lot of salt to make it edible. It would be a classy and beautiful dish if it weren't for the fact that all the veg were on death's door and I had to douse them with huge quantities of dressing to bring any life whatsoever to them. Everything tastes fairly alright with enough vinegar.
Anybody have any recipes for a number of tough and pip filled oranges? Cuz I have a lot of those I need to get rid of pretty soon before they metamorph into billiard balls. Note to self-do not buy giant economy bags of fruit or you'll be stuck with same.
Oh, and what elsewise? Sunday night TV has been eaten alive by some St. Jude's telethon space filler. I hope they raise a lot of money but I was looking forward to re-watching the Simpsons. So-since I am everything awesome is not-I'm re-watching Black Adder III. (Or, I have it on, I'm watching it like I watch most things-distracted as I often am) I think I will return these DVDs to the library tomorrow so I don't find myself re-re-watching them in my Monday evening boredom. And I must say-BA I was so ufunny I couldn't even bear to watch it and if I had checked it out and tried to watch it before II, III, or Goes Forth I would've written the series off again. Cuz that first series really bit the thing-y shaped turnip. I never would've given it another go. And yet, I am deeply amused by the rest of the series. So unbelievably funny.
I totally need to go to the Red Dwarf collection next. Now THAT was a show! Brilliant. British Comedy is such a good time. Except for Are You Being Served? What a steaming pile of crap that show was. And it makes for grand references that no one understands allowing me to feel superior...I am such a loser. Really I am. Not that you needed reinforcement.
I applied for a boatload of jobs today. Groovy gigs like "call center-incoming calls" and "part-time writing tutor" the sort of things that inspire people to get advanced educational degrees. Soon I will be employed at a job that provides me with so much money I am unable to deal with the excess of funds. I can feel it.

But then-I drink a lot.

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