It’s Spring Break here.
That means that at least in Paradise, the clear blue sky and brilliant sunshine will coax you outside after you’ve donned your tee-shirt and shorts only to find that the air is less than warm. Chilly, in fact. It’s rude.
What’s even more rude is having to look at winter legs that need lotion, a good shave, and some color.
Spring Break is also a time for the RTR to engage in some serious house potato-ing. Yesterday he saturated himself with shows he DVR’d in preparation for this week. Today, he’s mid-gorge session, loading the second of three Pirates of the Caribbean DVD’s. The blinds are closed and the sensurround is turned up enough to cause the floor to vibrate on the good parts.
He did wash my car yesterday, though. And the doggie turds have all been picked up before I’ve come home. Even his toilet is clean. Well, as clean as it’s going to get, anyway. The porcelain is white…
In other news, I suppose we should all celebrate the fact that the Fed is bailing out Bear Stearns so that people could purchase the stock for $2 a share and then sell it an hour later for more than twice what they paid. All the nut jobs have come out of the woodwork and have hit the Yahoo! Message Boards bemoaning their supposed losses, consoling one another and offering one another pithy advice. Scary. I do wonder how Warren J. Spector has been doing since last summer, however, and whether he did a little retaliatory happy dance on Sunday when this all happened.
I’m thinking that a few folks are probably laughing all the way to a foreign bank about now and those who have lost their shorts are better off since the Roman Catholic Church now considers excessive wealth a deadly sin (alongside heinous unforgivables such as sloth and pride which I’m well acquainted with).
Tell me again exactly how much money Martha Stewart saved with that ImClone stock sale and was subsequently thrown in the slammer for? And how many people did that particular indiscretion affect?
Only in America, yanno? But there is hope.
But there’s something else…
Have you done your brackets yet? What in heck are you waiting for?
And no. UCLA is no where in my Final Four.
GO GONZAGA! Go big, or go home.
Me. Not them.
I’ve got the widget installed in the lower portion of my blog so you can laugh your ass off cheer me on.