Thoughts For The Day

There are 2:

1) What is wrong with people who drive under the speed limit? Especially on 2 lane roads... on perfectly dry clear days. They need to be removed. Somehow. From society. Or at least plucked off the roadways. Forever.

2) What is up with fruit flies? I don't understand them. They aren't there at the grocery store when you buy your fruit. But they just magically and annoyingly appear after about a day. And they hover around your fruit bowl and your garbage can where the banana peels are. And they bug the shit out of you (or at least they bug the shit out of me). And then eventually they disappear somehow. Until the next time you go to the grocery store and buy more fruit. WTF??!

That's it.

Today's Soapbox

I hate John Aielli. He is insufferably arrogant and trite and narcissistic and annoying. I can't stand him. What makes him think we give a shit about his mundane personal life and banal ruminations. And what makes him think we want to hear every single version of a given song that has ever been recorded? Or that we want to hear every song that has anything whatsoever to do with some obscure theme that he thinks relevant. And if he talks about his stupid blog one more time, I think I will lose it. For realz. Why can't KUT subscribe to a good music show, like, "Morning Becomes Eclectic"? Pay attention, John. That's how the pros do it. I hate John Aielli. Hate. Him.

Ami's Journal

When I used to live in the midwest, I had a basement. It was like having a whole other house underneath my house. In it, I was able to store all the stuff I kind of wanted to keep but didn't use regularly. Or at all. It was also a great place to toss things that were messy but I didn't feel like putting away just before company arrived. Now I don't have a basement and all those things have been insidiously filling up my house and garage for years. The clutter has been increasingly stressing me out. I just made an appointment for some guys to come haul away all my crap. I know I'm paying someone else to throw away some things that are pretty nice and could be somewhat valuable. But right now, having the space is much more valuable to me than having the stuff. I don't miss a single thing about living in the midwest. Except for having a basement.