Some random stuff bouncing around in my brain:
1. What the crap is up with the Sunday comics pages of the Post-Gazette?! Remember when you were younger and you and your siblings would divide up the funny pages? You know, you get this section and you get this section, then we’ll trade. Then the PG went and reduced it to one section with a one page insert. THEN, just recently, they have smushed every single comic onto one section! Yesterday, I had to strain to read FoxTrot! And I am the type of youngster that will often hand a document to someone at work and get hit with a “Dude! Can you make this bigger than six-point font? I can’t read it.” So you know if I’m having trouble making out the print, the baby boomers are being forced to whip out their science set microscopes. I know that not as many people read the comics these days, but I sure do. It’s like if I miss a week I am sure that it will be the week that Cathy and Irving finally crack my shit up or that I finally understand a modicum of what is going on on Prince Valiant and whoa! Tangent. Over.
2. Have you all seen the guys that do hair over at Cardamone’s on Forbes downtown? Whoa! Big hot-looking dudes dressed in all black and some serious guns on their arms. You look at these guys and go “that sexy guy right there will give me the best haircut of my life.” I’m dying to know if they are any good. Of course, it could be like that time on the Golden Girls when they all went to that exotic, debonair gentleman to get their hair cut and after telling them in a thick fake European accent what he has going to do to their individual heads of hair, they all came out with the exact same old-lady blue, curly hair style.
3. I’m pissed that it is going to be 75 degrees today and only 42 degrees tomorrow with snow.
4. I’m pissed at Randle-El.