Finally, a day of normalcy

Today will be the most normal day since Hurricane Wilma thanks to the good old NFL.  Cousin Bruce got his electricity back Friday and his satellite dish is working so I will enjoy my usual Sunday routine, watching the football games on his couch while enjoying some suds.  Finally, some semblance of normalcy. 

I have some christian broadcast on the TV in the background as I wait for the NFL pregame show to begin on Fox and just heard some bimbo talking about "teaching you how to be obedient to god."  What, are you supposed to be his/her fucking lapdog?  He sure does require you to jump through quite a few hoops for salvation.  I can tell you, if I was god it would be a hell of a lot easier to appease me, not to mention an awful lot more fun.

What is it with TV weather girls?  Is it a prerequisite that you be hot or have great cans?  I was watching channel 10 this morning and the weather gal was a redhead named Jayce Birch. 

 

Hoo-fah...  What a pair of jugs on her; they were hypnotizing.  I didn't see any of the maps or radars she was showing because I couldn't take my eyes off her tits.  It looked like she was smuggling a pair of cantaloupes in her shirt.  Gotta love all the hurricane coverage on TV...

For any friends of fellow blogger Judi (Confessions of a Closet Masochist), I finally saw her this morning.  She called me and placed a delivery order for some grocery items since she has very little fuel in her car.  So I went to Publix, then brought her the requested items: a loaf of whole wheat bread, a jar of peanut butter (creamy, in case you were curious), a jar of strawberry jelly and a box of Pop Tarts (the smores variety).  Life is pretty simple without electricity, huh?  But she's in good spirits, got laid this weekend, and rationing her pot to make it last so she's hanging in there.

Well, I'm off to enjoy a football and cold beer.  Keep in touch with yourselves... 

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