Shake You Down.

I woke up too early to blog coherently. Even though I got enough hours of sleep, I am NOT a morning person. Waking up at 5AM is like getting punched in the gut/someone eating the last piece of bacon/all you wanna do is play a word game on your iTouch and some hot dude wants to chat you up…then you later sit n’ ponder why you’re single.
In any case, it sucks the grimiest of balls…waking up early. When I typed n 'grimiest balls' for an image search-yeah being tired means I am READY FOR ANYTHING- the above pic of DJ Khaaaaaaled came up. I think its fitting.


Have no idea what I was going to blog about, but feel I should write something. Anything. Had strange dreams this weekend which I will use in a short story-you know that Stephanie Meyer…you know the stay at home Mormon mom who wouldn’t know how to write well if it stood above her and proceeded with a ‘golden shower’…that whole Twilight thing came to her in a dream. Sure I didn’t dream about a vamp talking to a girl, but I think I’ve got something nonetheless.

Okay. I can’t think of anything else to write that will not be semi-grammatical rambling. So here is a Gregory Abbot video because this song entered my head during the twilight of my day. Its funny, I always thought this dude was Tubbs (Miami Vice) and many years later I realized it wasn’t. Thrilling. I know.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uc8wmLul3uw