(Andy Van Hekken makes a lot of money.)
Yesterday, I prepared fried chicken for dinner. I'm the reigning king of poultry. The bird came out all crisp and salty and delicious. My eldest son raved about the meal. He ate every morsel on his plate. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Jinro soju. The experience was magical.
I watched baseball on the television. The Nexen Heroes defeated the LG Twins 7 to 5. Andy Van Hekken was the winning pitcher. He used to pitch for the Detroit Lions. But things didn't work out. Now he makes $700,000 in the Korean League. Nexen was well on their way to winning a championship. However, they lost their stud shortstop to the Pittsburgh Pirates. The team's currently mired in third place.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy nihilist. I thanked Jesus for sending me the gift of the Holy Spirit. Don't get me wrong. I'm still a son-of-a-bitch. Nevertheless, I remain a child of God through His merciful grace.
I went to bed at 10 p.m. I had a strange dream. I attended a party with the actor Patrick Stewart. We drank a beer together and made small talk. Then I took a leak and pissed all over the toilet seat. Patrick laughed out loud. But the other guests were quite angry.
I woke up at 6 a.m. and turned on my laptop. An elderly woman from Vicksburg, Mississippi, was raped in her home by two black thugs. The victim is seventy-two-years-old. To add insult to injury, they also stole her money. I'm slowly beginning to see the value of the death penalty. Do we need this type of sexually abusive vermin polluting our planet?
I read the paper later in the day. Koreans are a very unhappy people--even though they make a lot of money compared to the world average. They're forced to study long hours as children by their insane mothers. Then they're expected to work like dogs as adults. No wonder they frequently jump out of windows.
Anyway, it's time for the song du jour. Here's Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd. God bless.