gravity is a cruel mistress. and, gravy's not too nice, either.

people on sitcoms are always doing the most useless things in their gorgeous, state-of-the-art kitchens. they don't deserve these kitchens. these kitchens should be given to people who know how to use them. like me. i really know how to use a kitchen. bring home the take-out, open the bag, put the food onto plates. wah-lah.

beavis came to visit today. brought elvis & priscilla with him, of course, but it's beavis we all wanted to see, isn't it now? yeah. tempus fugited, and it was time to go too soon. well, too soon for me. beavis was ready to go eat, and he didn't want a sammich. if you know what i mean..., and if you don't know what i mean, uh... might i remind you that beavis is a 3-1/2 month old baby.

and, what is the deal with band hats? marching bands, that is. why do marching bands always wear those doofus hats with the bird ol' big bird feathers on 'em? maybe they originated with something like this old school uni, eh?

current barometric pressure: 29.93 inches.