(The Sopranos: Ralphie beats a whore to death with his fists.)
Yesterday, I made egg rolls and steak for dinner. I cooked the food in my magnificent Phillips air-fryer. The meal was delicious. Perhaps I'm a master chef.
I watched Supernatural. Sam's soul is currently trapped in hell with Lucifer. Dean is feverishly trying to find a way to get it back.
Supernatural might be the dumbest show on television. Nevertheless, I love it. Poor old Smith is just another brainless member of the herd. And don't bother giving me a lecture. I'm as happy as a pig in shit.
I viewed season three of The Sopranos. Ralphie beats a pregnant whore to death with his bare fists after being dishonored. The scene is so disturbing that I nearly pissed my pants. Banality followed by shocking violence. Quite a combo.
I played more NCAA Football. My star quarterback tore up his knee in week seven and missed the rest of the season. My team failed to finish in the top 25. The ordeal was quite a blow. Modern video games are very realistic. It's easy to see how kids get hooked.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. I refuse to babble like a pagan. Jesus is a powerhouse. If you invite him into your life, he'll come and kick you right in the nuts. No joke.
I went to bed at 4 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 2 a.m. That's ten hours of sleep. I must've been exhausted.
I drank coffee and read the paper. Chinese New Year is right around the corner. It's a huge holiday. In Korea alone, 29 million people will travel to their hometowns. Talk about a traffic nightmare.
We're staying put. The Dragon Lady already visited her people a couple weeks ago. The Children of the Rice are disappointed. They enjoy begging their grandparents for money.
I turned on Fox News. The Boy Scouts have decided to stop discriminating against gay people. It's the correct move. Times change.
Anyway, talk to you later. God bless.