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Blogging Goes Commercial and the State of Mestas

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Milk Bloggin’

Now I wanted to talk about Married by America. Really, I was going to do a review of it for the front page, but then I watched the goddamn thing and realized how boring it was. I was also going to write about the state of the American marriage, but then I realized that no one really cares how I feel. As a person who isn’t married and isn’t planning to in the near future, I’m probably not the best authority on the subject. The show is stupid, period, and I would have ended up giving it an F-. Yes, it’s worse than Are You Hot? You know, I was just chillin’ with my Pina Colada milk (damn that cow-teat milk is the bomb yo!) and I was thinking to myself, how much I love milk and the people that love milk as well. My peeps like this guy and my girl Kelly love to wear our mad bling’n’ cow gear around town and sit around just tippin’ back a few 40’s of the cool, white stuff, know what I’m say’n’ veal? That’s what us peeps call each other, ‘veal.’ I’m letting you into the inner circle yo. I mean, people say we sold out for a couple of cow hats and some free milk, but I don’t buy that shit, you know what I’m saying? That’s whack. We likes the milk. Nothing else to it. (End monologue)

Of course, people could say the same thing about websites that review DVDs, but that’s neither here nor there. In other grand news, I have a second interview tomorrow morning. It’s really the first one of those I’ve ever had, and I have the feeling they’re going to grill me and mock me and make fun of me and see how I handle it.

My knee hurts from the leg press (400lb – I’m not bragging, I’m just saying. I don’t think I should do that much with my bum knee. I think I hurt it in 1997 when I had a horrific bike crash at UC Davis. Some idiot cut me off. I braked, I fell, I bled all over my midterm. Not the best day I’ve ever had. I threw my bike across the road. People were worried about me. I was mad like the Hulk.) That is all.

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