Congress. Animal reservations. McDonald's. What do these three have in common?
A), they are all filled up with dead animals by about 3 AM, and B) I couldn't care less about any of these.

What else can't I care about?

Or because I can't, its time for another blog. Yaaaaaay.

But what is there to say? Well, I suppose funny incidents would be alright. Uh...

Strange. I'm at a loss for words. oh well.

Went to a strange little town called Vulcan this week. That's right. Vulcan. An entire town/community based around that one pointy-eared elf rip-off race from Star Trek. It was an alright town, I suppose, for a star-trek fan. Unfortunately, I'm not a trekkie. More of an anti-trekki raelly, and I thought if I saw another mural of Mr. Spock's smiling elf-ears I was going to do something regrettable to the mural's creator with a plastic spork and a pair of oven mitts. Oh well, I got a free ice-cream out of it.

For once, the title actually states the nature of this blog.

For years, my coputer has taunted my record at solitaire. Every game I play ended up in me losing and crying in a corne while my computer spews electronic laughter from its speakers. But no more.

As I was pondrering over the fate of the universe and why PBS Kids was out to get me, I decided to watch some comedy for a change. As I was doing so, the man presenting it made a very good point: we have legalized the wrong kind of artificial high, meaning that Alchohol is legal and shouldn't, and pot is illegal and shouldn't. Well, lets face it, you get into a car with a drunk driver and the chances are he'll have run over 3 pedestrians, 2 dogs, and a variaty of old women by the time you get home. But get into the car with someone on pot, and the first thing he does is to say "Okay, the emergency brake is off". As I said, interesting.

So, I am brought before you once again, bound to some sort of maniacal wish to once again bang on my keyboard until the right words come out in the right order. Hopefully that might happen sooner thatn expected, but until then, i;m going to tell the tale of when I decided to go down to the bank.