Another factor of my waiting is that I'm the only one willing to help bring things into the house. Try carrying a crate with 2 Yorkies (1 fat and 1 skinny) while the wind presses hard. Yeah, there is a nasty wind today.

So, I see that Britney Spears has a tour. I forgot the name of it but I can think of a better one:

-"The I Will Not Sing But Grind To My Prerecorded Voice For $60 A Ticket All While Acting Like A PG Rated Stripper" is better.

Is it just me that questions why someone would pay $60 to see Britney lip synch to her own music? I sure as hell wouldn't want to pay for something that in reality costs just $9.99 at Best Buy. I sure as hell wouldn't pay more than that just to see half naked dancers. My gym carries enough sorority girls in the tiniest shorts to which I can tell you what color panties are being worn.

Editor: "Hedgie saw polka dots last week! Whoo! Whoo!"

Maybe it's just age. It's like I suddenly question why we do certain things and that brings me to wonder why musicians behave so pathetically in public. Why are rappers parading around with so much bling-bling and telling a poor black boy that they are nothing without the "ice?" I don't know about you but I miss real musicians that could stay in seedy motels all while learning about themselves and being motivated at the sky. Gawd, it's like I've always wondered why Pink Floyd is the best but at this age, I now know.

All of this makes me wonder if we will still remember Britney Spears 20 years from now..........

To everyone there is that special zing thing that they go gaw-gaw over. For me, it's movies like Ginger Snaps, Dog Soldiers, Aliens, Lord Of the Rings, Empire Strikes Back, and Air Jordans worn with my baggy A & F pants.

Lately, I've been wishing for a new movie poster to add to my massive collection already prepared for my den. What I'm wanting is an Underworld (Werewolves Vs. Vampires)movie poster, the one with Kate Beckinsale holding 2 pistols and looking into the darkness. Damn sexy shot of such a dark looking character, Seline.

Do you see? What I like is something that exposes the dark parts of me inside. It's like how Underworld made me crave to think more about what goes on outside of a protective world and more into unknown. The book was far better due to more explanation as to the battle of werewolves and vampires. Trust me. That werewolf leader was even cooler than the way he first appeared at the elevator.

"Hello, Michael."

Oh, and don't forget about my love of a woman that can handle things when the going gets tough. Seeing Seline with 2 automatic pistols was pure bliss and damn near close to orgasmic. A girl that think/acts for herself is a rare find these days. Think Britney knows how to defend herself? How about Jessica Simpson?

*Vomits*

Girls, there are guys that actually appreciate females that think for themselves rather than spreading their legs for dollars. I know they are hard to find but so are girls that actually aren't sheep in today's world.

I just have to wait for the antiques convention to come back in town before I can get this rare variation of Underworld's original movie poster. Well, that and some new butterfly knives.

So, last night? I've got new worries and one of them is J's birthday coming up and I feel terrible not knowing what to get her due to her being amazingly non-materialistic. It's so new to find this type of girl, folks.

Editor: "Shhhhhh....Hedgie's thinkin' hard."

To which brings me an interesting observation. Bald-O's cousin's husband is on USA Netowrk's "Nashville Star." Yup, my best little bumpkin friend's got a family relative playing his heart out on TV, folks. I feel bad in that I've forgotten the name but I'm going to watch the rerun on Tuesday night to get a glimpse since it's been a while since I last saw his picture. I do remember his wife, one of the twins at Mark's wedding. Bald-O voted for his cousin's husband, last night.

Speaking of last night, I was with J and her friends all curled up at Stockboy's house watching Cabin Fever. The leg shaving scene still gets to me but to the girls, it was more......uh......personal. Hell, they handled all that fake blood but when it comes to razors....I guess it gets the "willies" to start tingling the skin.

My mom's now home so I need to help bring in da stuff plus 2 weird Yorkies. Let's hope the house is in order so I don't get yelled at since true friends can actually argue peacefully.

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