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My bitterness rises...

The (enter choice adjetive-explicitive here) "holiday" most refer to as "Valentines Day" has creeped upon me yet again. I like to think of it as "National Singles Awareness Day". It's a conspiracy holiday created by the greeting card and candy industry. This is a day that honors couples, marriages, and love. Who needs it? All you people who are fortunate (or not) to have a significant other, I don't want to hear about how GREAT your Valentine's Day went. Not only am I single, I'm bitter. So hearing about somebody else's grand adventures isn't on my "want-to" list. Especially on Tuesday. I usually can't stand it any other day. So, give me until early March for me to be my usual bitter self. Deal?

My bitterness knows no bounds.

So... the kazoo is cool, right? I'm planning to do a song on the kazoo with a friend or two or seven in a couple of weeks. I still don't know what song or anything... so if you have any suggestions, let me know. I open to almost anything... almost.

I'm thinking about purchasing my own bowling ball. It would be easier because I can get it custom fitted and I won't ever have to go look for one when there are 734 teenie boppers bowling. And most of 'em pick their nose right before they stick their nasty fingers in the holes. I tell you the truth,... I don't want ball fungus.

Until next time, vaya con Dios.