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Someone give me permission to sit here and play Snood for the rest of the afternoon. Hurry up, folks, time's a-wastin'.

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The heat in here is geeked up way too high, so I have my window open. Every once in a while I catch a glimpse of the blue sky and feel the cool air and think for a second that it's a spring day, but it's NOT! It's fucking cold as feet outside! I'm tired of freezing my ass off and trudging through snow and sand (yes, sand) every day. And we're not even close to warm weather yet! Shitfuck. And the damned fatcat politicians sit on their asses and nothing ever changes.

Proving there's a first time for everything, I'll give you ten random facts about myself:

I know a woman who calls eggplants "vegetable eggs."

I used to like taco-flavored Doritos. I think they quit making them and then came out with some that were called that but tasted different. Swine.

I never thought the thespian/lesbian joke was very funny.

I didn't learn to tie my shoelaces until the second grade.

Boxers. Briefs are for boyish men.

I have never been further west than San Antonio.

In 1985 I attacked Jean Beauvoir on the bumper cars in a carnival in London's Leicester Square, except I didn't recognize him at the time. I'd seen his name in KISS songwriting credits, but I didn't know what he looked like until I later saw one of his videos on MTV. Hard to mistake a black guy with a blonde mohawk that stands that tall. I often wonder what I would have said if I'd known it was him. "So, you co-wrote 'Uh! All Night,' huh? Cool."

I think the coolest shoes ever were Kid Power sneakers.

I still laugh when I think of the time my stepbrother Fool got a perm.

I'm counting the minutes until 5:00. Like that's not obvious.