YA BLOGGIN?????

This is my first time blogging. Ever. Yeah. Not much to muse about right now. I decided to take this initiative while I was sitting in my apartment alone and extremely bored. My girlfriend is out of town for a long weekend. She's down in Baltimore with some friends for The Preakness. She doesn't have a real interest in horse racing. Or in sports in general. But she does enjoy drinking with her friends (don't we all?).

As for me, I'm sitting here at 11:29pm writing this initial blog while watching and A&E show on the infamous mafia hitman/cleaner dubbed "The Iceman". I don't know his real name because I'm not taking a real interest in a show about a guy who spends five minutes talking about how he cut some "snitch's" tongue out and stuck it up his "rear end". Mmmmmmm....tasty. Oh man. Now he's yammering about how he didn't want to have two lives. He just wanted to have one life; a normal life with his wife and kids. Well...uhhh...Iceman, maybe you should have gotten into a different line of work. Like, say...accounting or car sales. Designated murderer/vengeance-wreaker for the mob isn't exactly the type of work you talk about at dinnertime. "How was your day, honey?" "It was a rough day. Had to punch this guy in the face for an hour and a half until he passed out. Then we hoooked his nuts up to a car battery until they were completely fried. Then we doused him in gasoline, set him in fire, and then pissed on him to put out the flames. Anyway, enough about my day. Angela, how did you do on your spelling test?"

Oh man. Now he's talking about how he tried to kill this one guy. True comedy follows:

"I put the gun under his chin [10 second pause]...and I shot him. [10 second pause] He didn't die. The gun jammed. [yet another 10 second pause] I had hit him in the side of the neck. He was...gurgling. Blood was pouring out of his mouth. And he looked like...he was in a great deal of pain."

Gee? Do you think so? Wow! Where did you go to medical school Dr. Iceman? It takes a real medical acumen to know that someone would be in a great deal of pain after they get shot in the neck.

Well it seems as though I got sidetracked and spent this whole first blog talking about this damn tv show. I'd write some more stuff, but I'm tired. Goodnight.