Today's Random Thoughts

I saw a bumper sticker that said, "Jesus is the Answer," and my first thought was, "Wouldn't that depend on what the question was?"

I was born 8-10 years too late. I should have been in my early 20's in the late 80's so that I could've been a hair band groupie. I came of age during the whole grunge/alternative movement. I mean, really, who wants to bang whiny, unbathed, depressed musicians? No thanks. Give me a Jani Lane (even current pasty, pudgy, bitchy Jani Lane), Bret Michaels, or Blas Elias (drummer from Slaughter).

Speaking of hair bands, that is still all I listen to. My XM appears to receive only 2 channels: America Left (Air America), and Hair Nation. And I used to make fun of people who were trapped in time. The only current-ish popular songs I can even think of are Beyonce's "Single Ladies," and that's only because of Perez Hilton, and Pink's "So What." I am so out of it, but comfortable with that fact. Poor Little D. Being my daughter will be mortifying.

I read a statistic in the paper today that said only 13% of Americans have a favorable view towards atheists. That means that essentially, 87% of the population would have an unfavorable view of me, regardless of whether they knew anything about me, if I admitted to them that I don't believe in God. Well, that's mighty Christian of them!

The potty training is complete, over, successful. But no one ever told me about wipe-training.

When I'm eating right, the things I miss the most are ice cream, fattening coffees, and Sonic.

Billy Blanks rocks my world. I love that sweaty bald man.

I think we're going to do a family vacation to Tampa next month. I've been meaning to go visit my best friend from Jr. High/College for years now, and what better time to see Florida than February? Let's hope that flying with a 3 year old isn't TOO crazy!

Something is happening to me. Most of the time, I'd rather watch Nick Toons than any other crap that's on TV. Little D really digs the Barnyard cartoon, I love The Mighty B (Amy Poehler!), and we even agree on Sponge Bob now. Clearly, a tiny part of my brain has died.

I can't remember the last time I washed my sheets. That's pretty effing gross. I should go do that now...