October 11th, 2004

Slayer!!

Two things.

1. Karaoke tonight at New Luck Toy in West Seattle. I held a contest among my team at work, the grand prize of which is that the winner of said contest gets to make me sing whatever the hell she wants. I hate suicide karaoke, but I'm gonna go through with it. Hopefully it'll at least be a song I know. Nobody likes watching some moron up on stage speaking words in monotone, which is all I can do if I don't know the song.

2. If I get the hiccups one more time today, someone is going to DIE. I don't know what the heck is wrong with me, but I've gotten the hiccups like 10 times in the last couple of weeks, after not having them for probably a year. I hate the hiccups. What a stupid thing for my body to decide to do. If I was that one guy who got the hiccups for like 60 years, I'd put a bullet in my head on like the third day.
Slayer!!

Sloshed

I don't know if it's the drawl or what, but I just watched the new Bush campaign ad (about how Kerry is a moron for saying that terrorism should be reduced to the point of it being a nuisance) and at the end of it, he sounds hella drunk when he says, "Ah'm Georggge Dubleya Bshh and ah approoove thss msssaggge".

Anyway, that ad's a bunch of crap. Bush himself said that we can't win the war on terror. So, which would you rather have: perpetual fear and terror alerts (that just happen to coincide with a falling approval rate) and fear and invasions of privacy and fear and longer lines at airport security, or something that's been pushed back so far that we don't have to worry about it every day, like killer bees?