Sweet merciful crap!  Sorry kids, I’ve been spending the entire morning arguing with people on the interwebs.  And now my brain is somewhat fried.  So let’s just go ahead and do this thing.

The song “9 to 5.”  There is really only one thing in life that is better than that song and it is that movie.  I mean, sweet freakin’ Jesus, that was one hell of a great film.  I’m not just saying that because I want to be like one of the cool kids, but mostly because I like any movie with Dabney Coleman in it.  That dude is the coolest.  Let’s just run through the greatness of his career.  Wargames, Tootsie, Boardwalk Empire, The Principal on Recess.  This guy has got a lot of great things going. 

There were a lot of argument s about numbers and facts and other stuff last night, so I’m just going to come out and say it I’m not very good at math.  Counting and putting things in order, really not my thing.  Most nights, I can’t even remember how many drinks I’ve had.  So, I’m sorry about that.  My bad.  Now enjoy your completely meaningless free point.

Finally, no matter how much they suck, we can’t blow up the Chick-Fil-A.  I know we got a lot of laughs out of Aziz Ansari being accused of plotting to blow up the Chick-Fil-A, but there is never a good reason to do such a thing.  Just don’t eat their shitty sandwiches.  That way we all win.  Also, if we did bomb them, it would just give Sarah Palin more to talk about, and we definitely don’t want to do that.