This week I watched the Real Housewives of NYC reunion with my parents who hadn’t ever seen the actual show. All my dad could say, every few minutes, was “Is this really how women are when they get together? Is this right?”
In retrospect, I should just have show him this animated version because it does a better job of explaining the entire show that I ever could.:

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Janie and I spent this past weekend camping at Dosewallips State Park with our friend Carrie and her son, Emilio. After we jammed everyone and everything in the car, which was no small feat, we were on our way down Highway 99 toward the Edmonds/Kingston Ferry. There was a short line at the dock, so while the others waited, hermetically sealed in their seats, I ran over to the “Mart” for some breakfast snacks. It smelled like patchouli and offered a random combination of snack foods and …

You know, I’m very tired today. I’ve been sleeping well this week, except for that one night when the seagulls had some sort of screaming seagull convention outside our window at 5am, but even with all that delicious sleep I’ve found it difficult to make it through the day. I have come to the conclusion that it has to be one of the following things:
It’s possible that the “virus” or sickness of sorts that I had last week is loosening its grip and my body is slowly recovering, …

I have been a fan of Top Chef since the first season, diligently watching each episode with my loving wife and our friend Carrie. As we watched your most recent season finale, I couldn’t help but comment, as I do every week, that it sure would be nice if Stephanie and Antonia would make out a little bit.
I know, I know…you had two lesbians on earlier in the show, a couple even, but that’s not what I’m into. I’m not into faux-hawks and people that went to Janie’s high school …

Oh man, I am lazy.  I haven’t left the house in days.
How could I possibly have anything to say when all I’ve done is eat pie and continue to watch the America’s Next Top Model marathon?  I should have more to say tomorrow when the pie is all gone and the marathon is over.