(The Shield is very gritty.)
Yesterday, the Dragon Lady brought home snacks from Dunkin Donuts. I spent the evening shoving pastry into my fat face. The experience was delightful. I washed all that junk down with a gallon of Coke. I'll be dead soon. But that's OK. Death is natural. And how hard can it possibly be? Everybody dies. Even Jesus Christ, himself, was dead for two days before rising on the third.
I finished viewing The Shield. Talk about depressing. Shane murders his wife and child. Then he blows his brains out while alone in a bathroom. The suicide note is both sad and eloquent. It would bring Hitler to tears. On top of that, Vic throws Gardoki to the wolves, sending him to prison for the rest of his life. Finally, Corrine chooses witness protection because she thinks that her husband will eventually kill her. The Shield makes me feel like a pig wallowing in a mud puddle. But I'm not complaining. The dirt and grime are marvelous.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I refuse to live my life like a dirty nihilist.
I went to bed at four a.m. I had a strange dream. I strolled through the city streets with my wife. Meanwhile, our pastor walked behind us. He kept asking why we had left church early. I couldn't give think of an answer. So we followed him back to the Sunday service.
I woke up at 1 p.m. I drank some coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. The Asian Games are being held in Incheon during the month of September. But some in the international community have threatened to boycott the event. Why? Koreans still eat dogs. In fact, they prefer their canine to be cooked in a stew. I've tried it. Dog soup tastes horrible. Yuck.
I turned on Fox News. O'Reilly laughed about Russia hosting the Winter Olympics. The water is brown. There are bugs in the food. The hotel rooms lack good security. And the commodes can't handle toilet paper. I agree with Bill. The powers-that-be should have chosen Austria. How Putin got them to agree on Sochi is beyond me. He must have a golden tongue.
I spent the afternoon messing around on the Playstation. My favorite game is NCAA Football. The graphics are very realistic. I have mad skills. Poor old Smith is undefeated. My defense is ranked number one in the country.
Well, it's time to say goodbye. The song of the day is Meatloaf's Paradise By the Dashboard Lights. God bless.