Girls think they’re so tough, but who do they call the first time they want someone to move a couch?

First off, let me say I’ve received some e-mails from people apologizing for what they have said.

Unless you say I’m a 500lbs gorilla, don’t worry about it. In between my semi-serious posts about the female of the species, I’m doing most of this to goof off.

I like being the class clown.

It’s good. Don’t worry about it. My sideburns (which apparently have some red in them, so they will be removed post haste, I *can’t* have any red hair), my lack of fashion sense, and my amazing ability to say the wrong thing, all at the wrong time are all open for teasing.

I like to tease, ask my family. Part of that teasing is taking what can be dished out.

So. Onto other things.

What’s up with David & Goliath Tees? I understand you girls get angry at us men, but still.

GIRLS, I don’t come from the Stupid Factory, OK? I just get tune ups there. (I went to their store in Vegas. So anti-man, it’s sad.)

Throw Rocks at boys. Sheeesh.

I also read an essay from Orson Scott Card (Mormon Sci-Fi author) who talks about how Video Games are good for you.

I knew I liked this guy for more than just the books he writes. Apparently he’s pretty smart in other areas as well.

Other than that, apartment, less boxes, more junk, I’m just gonna ignore it from now on.

Maybe if I ignore it long enough, it will all go away.

Maybe.