Hello again all y'all. It's good to be here again writing. Just a few things that have caught my attention as of late.
First of all, I have pretty much grown up with Britney Spears and Christina Aguliera. I have seen them grow up and "blossom" before my very eyes. Ahh the memories. Yeah we totally used to party and what not, but that is another blog at another time. So, I have always subscribed to the fact that Britney was so much hotter than Christina. Ask me this up until a couple of years ago, and it's still true. However, I believe this no longer. Yep that's right, I have been converted by the new Maxim cover for March 2007. It is Christina and it is simply amazing. So I now officially crown Christina with the title of "Hottest Mickey Mouse Club Graduate." Justin Timberlake, eat your heart out.
Got a new word for ya from the "Bro-cabulary." The word is "allogy". Defined as a sweeping apology issued the following morning for the previous night's out-of-control actions that offended those present. Good word, except I have never really needed to make an allogy to anyone. I dont drink. But I presume their could be one day that I would really need something like this.
So I have this theory with Hooters. I feel that as a red blooded American male, that when I enter and dine at one of their fine establishments, that they should make me feel that I am the hottest hunka hunka burnin' love in the room. Guys, back me up on this one. Even if they have to fake liking me (I really dont know why anyone would NOT like me), I want them to act so into me that they forget other customer's names for cryin out loud!! Now listen, I know that they are overly-nice on purpose and just usually trying to get a better tip. To them, I am nothing but another $3.50 tip. But they can at least make the effort right?!? After all, I know that they were not hired because they excelled in waitressing skills, am I right?? So the last three visits for me to Hooters, have fallen well short of what we're shooting for here. And for this, I have a small hole in my heart that is crying out to be filled.
I gotta cut this one short, sleepy time is creeping up on me. I will write more for y'all later.
