I say that’s what we all are if:

1. we don’t at least question the clutch-the-pearls story about the new iPhone prototype being accidentally left in a bar, then somehow ending up at Gizmodo headquarters (timeline here). Seems Apple’s been there before.
2. we think Benny Hinn didn’t know.
3. we didn’t see this coming before it left the house. (Great movie though — watched it last night.)
4. we don’t realize that somewhere, someone at Goldman Sachs is yucking it up about the SEC.
5. we deny that Keith Olbermann, Bill O’Reilly, Glenn Beck, Rush Limbaugh and Ed Schultz are pretty much just ratings whores. Ask Donny Deutsch. Haha.

At least Jon Stewart isn’t denying he’s just the funny guy on Comedy Central who makes his living skewering talking-head blowhards (on BOTH sides) who actually take themselves seriously. Hilarious.

…with working out in the gym, lifting weights, and generally trying to recapture my youth of 30 years ago…

…slap me. Seriously.

Good thing for you, though — that’ll never, ever, ever happen. Heh. But hey, whatever gets you through the night. She’s likely more healthy than many (including me) right now, so there you go.

I’m not one to keep count, so the fact that there are exactly 30 more school days and 88 days until the Route 66 Odyssey is lost on me.

FO

Random Neuron Firings

Really? Ya think?

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Um, really? YA THINK?

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Today’s priceless headline:

Organ donors could be paid

Hahaha. That just made me laugh.

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Finally, something serious. Put this in the same bin with smoking and doing drugs.

I had a student a few years back who tanned so much that her blackened skin (she is a white girl) was already — at 18 years old — showing that ruddy, weathered, unevenly colored, leathery look. It was frightening. I see pictures of her now on Facebook, and she’s still dark as a coffee bean.

They should ban or at least regulate the things, yes. But I play the same old tune, over and over — why control this suspected carcinogen, but not cigarettes, which are known carcinogens? We already know that an$wer, now don’t we…

Tullesday is looking pretty good from here, regardless. The Cavs won again last night (er, I mean LeBron won), and I dodged a bullet eating off-plan on Sunday. Thumbs up.

Well that was a great game. COLD, but great. By the middle of the 7th, I couldn’t feel my tiny little rat feet any longer.

Here is my group of  young singers, after the dawn’s early light.

Cool. Really cool. Like 46 degrees and windy cool. But totally fun. Score: Tribe, 7, Dirty Socks, 4. Nice.

It’s Mondayne. I hate it.

:-/

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Mehhhh, so what? We’ll still have fun. I told everyone to just dress like they’re going to a football game.

The Tribe’s taken two of three from the dirty rotten White Sox. Sweeps are rare indeed for the Indians, so what does this mean for today’s game, hmm? Does the Thriller go home happy, or do I? Regardless, I will be thrilled. Video and photos to come (providing I can slog my way through FlipShare).

Happy Sungday — I’m off to hunt and gather for gloves, winter socks, parka and scarf.

FO