Ok, let’s see how we did with our wishin’ and hopin’ to turn this rather mundane Thursday into a bright sparkly Friday, shall we?

*sees how we did*

Oh bother.  It looks like we (and by ‘we’ I clearly mean ‘you’) just didn’t want it enough.  And I even gave you a mini ECF™.  Great.  Thanks.  Now I have to go to work tomorrow, too!

Crud.

Aww, crap on a biscuit!  I woke up this morning really too tired to go to work but I was able to convince myself to get a move on because, hey, at least it’s Friday, right?  So off I go. 

Yawn...stretch....brusha-brusha-brusha and off to the shower.

Somewhere along the way (I think it was around my kneecaps) I suddenly realized that OHMYGOD! It’s only Thursday!  I raised my head and arms to the sky and (for some reason) bellowed

KHA-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-N-N-N!!!!!!!!

This both excited and confused the cats but it made me feel a little better.  Depressed, I finished up my shower, got dressed and started my morning chores.  Then it hit me.  Friday.  Yes, I believe that with the help of all of you out there we can MAKE it Friday.  All we need is willpower, faith, a few fake-outs here and there and some cookies.  Ok, we don’t actually NEED cookies but man, I sure do love cookies.  Yeah, so anyway, let’s give it a shot.  You guys start believing, really hard!, that today is Friday and I’ll do the same.  Oh, and to seal the deal, I’ll throw out a couple of Eye Candy Friday™ pictures.  That oughtta do it.  I’ll check in at the end of the day and we can all dance and sing and generally be joyous over our accomplishment.  I’ll see you then. 

Here’s your ECF™ pics for today which is definitely FRIDAY.  Not Thursday, nope.

SMG

CF

I like to occasionally check in at Amazon.com to see what the daily bargain is.  I find that the savings are usually fairly substantial.  Check out today’s ‘Deal of the Day’!  On this $649.96 receiver, if you order RIGHT NOW!, you can save a staggering 0.96 cents.  0.96 cents??  Holy cow!  Where do I sign up??!!

Many thanks to Bitca for pointing this out to me.  One of the greatest videos ever.  No, really.  I mean ‘ever’!  Check it out. With sound. (SFW)

Oh sure, they seem nice enough.  They walk, they talk.  Hell, they’re practically human!  But seriously folks, watch out for these two.  Every time that we get together with them we end up **fill in the blank** ing too much!  Good grief!  I mean, honestly, how much **fill in the blank** ing can one person take??  I feel like if I **fill in the blank** once more I’ll end up **fill in the blank** ing all over the living room carpet.  Sheesh!!

I need a nap.

** possible choices for filling in the blank:

drink
laugh
make fun of others
eat
getting my ass kicked in darts
(etc.)

It absolutely slays me when I am reading a forum or blackboard or whatever and someone sarcastically uses the word genius to describe someone else and they misspell the word genius.  It usually goes something like this:

“Oh right, genious!  Gawd, your such a looser!”
or
“Well, if u r such a genuis then y r u so stupid.  Stupid u r!  Hahha!”

Yeah, that pretty much slays me.

I had a conversation with a close friend this weekend that went like this:

Her:  Well, Obama might get the Presidency but I think he’ll be assassinated.

Me:  What?  I don’t think so.  I think that whole assassination thing is probably pretty hard to do.

Her:  Well, I sure HOPE he gets assassinated!

Me:  *faints*

It turns out that she wants him assassinated because he is going to completely ruin the country.  Her examples?  She didn’t have any but said that her son knew a bunch.

*faints again*

It’s things like this that both worry and astound me.  How a normal (ok, semi-normal) person could wish for the death of another person just because of political affiliation is completely beyond me.  It also, quite frankly, makes me ill.  And embarrassed.

Ok, it’s official.  I have a new favorite musical artist (and she’s even in the running for new favorite famous pretend girlfriend!).  Her name is Amy MacDonald and I have not found a single song of hers that I don’t love.  It also doesn’t hurt that she’s cute as a button.  No silly, not that not-so-cute button over there.  That other really really cute button next to it!  Anywhey, check her out.  I bet she’ll be your new favorite, too!

Last night I leaned over to give my wife a kiss and I swear I heard fireworks go off.  Oh yeah, after 17 years of marriage, we still got it!

I’m not much into all of the social-software-sites out on the internets these day.  You know, Twitter, LinkdIn, StumbleUpon and the like.  Hell, I barely even use this blog, which I happen to love.  And while I don’t go in for those types of sites much, I have found one that I do semi-sorta-enjoy.  It’s GoodReads, a site where you can keep track of your own books as well as see what your “friends” are reading (and have read).  It’s pretty cool but it leads me to a question I’ve long wondered.

Are you people freaks or what??

Ok, that may have come out a little harsher than I meant.  What I mean is that I see a bunch of you out there (you know who you are) reading two, three, four (and more!) books a week.  No, I didn’t misspell ‘month’ or even ‘year’.  A WEEK!  What the hell?  How is that even possible?  I would love to do that but find it just impossible.  Well, actually, now that I think about it, I probably I could do it if I would only suspend other silly activities such as work, sleep, eating and actually walking from spot to spot in my house. 

So how do you do it?  Surely you are not reading every word, right?  Maybe that’s my problem.  I read every single word.  And if I didn’t quite get the meaning of a sentence or a paragraph or a chapter, I just might go back and read it again.  And maybe even again.  I don’t really want to do that.  I want to read two, three, four (and more!) books a week.  So help me out here, gang.  Share your speed reading secrets with me.  Seriously.  I have a lot of books on my “to read” list.

Oh, and check out GoodReads if you are of a mind to.  It’s pretty slick.  Of course, once you do, there goes some of that precious reading time.  See?  It’s a vicious cyle, I tells ya.