all out of sorts (and some sunday randoms)…

so i woke up today completely convinced it was monday.  there was no doubt in my mind or body that it was day 3 of my week.  none. 

until there were some.  sadly the radio guy wasn't who he should be on monday, my phone was convinced it was sunday, and so were the calendar and computer.  with all that convincing evidence, my mind accepted it was sunday and decided to get on with the day.

my body however hasn't caught on.  it still thinks it's monday.  this leaves me feeling all out of sorts.  it's tough to explain but it's kinda like my body is way over there while the rest of me is lagging behind.  somehow, someway i'm racing against myself…and losing.

i guess it's kinda how marty felt when he was disappearing because his parents hadn't fucked because his mom wanted to fuck him.

which brings up the question…would ya?

had a conversation with carly sorta along those lines a couple of weeks ago.  she said something to the effect of my mom is a porn star which lead us to discussing if we'd watch such a movie if it existed.  i think i would, just out of some morbid sense of curiosity.  i wouldn't jerk off or anything (that'd be disgusting), but i'd definitely watch.  and i think you would too.

i saw a bike today.  it was chained up and had it's front wheel removed.  i really wanted to steal it.  i'm not incredibly sure why but i never have the urge to take a bike that's chained up…unless a tire is removed.  take that tire off and my head is consumed with thoughts of theft,  glorious thoughts in which the owner of the bike comes back, sees his or her bike missing and stands there trying to figure out who the fuck would take a bike that was missing a wheel.  don't ask me why but not only does it make more sense to take a bike that's missing a wheel, but i'd prolly wait around just to see the owner try to figure the shit out.

so my ncaa bracket is doing all right.  haven't lost anyone out of my elite 8 as of yet.  i should be doing much better though, a couple of my upset picks (vcu and western kentucky) lost by a basket each and were both in the game till the very end.  i really don't know shit about college basketball, nor do i care, but for some reason tourney time is always fun.  sadly i'm in a pool with a guy who's apparently only missed 4 games.  i'm guessing he watches an unhealthy amount of ncaa action…or had a girl do it for him.

speaking of.  espn has the video of president obama picking his bracket.  he really had good reasons for most of his picks (and went 8 for 8 yesterday).  i'm thinking he probably shouldn't have had such good reasons.  i mean, how the hell does he know all that shit?  shouldn't he be running the country instead of scouting the ncaa for his bracket?

that said, he fucking killed on leno.  and yes i loved the special olympics line.  how awesome is a president who basically says he bowls like a retard?  oh, for the record, anyone who tried to get on his case for making the joke the come back line was "and he runs the country like it's the special olympics too…"  seriously had ya taken a second to think instead of trying to jump all over him you'd of had line of the day and all he'd of been able to say was "touche."

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