FTW

The thing about Don Rickles Myspace page, besides the fact it crashed my computer, is it's really fancy. It's the bells and whistles that most assuredly caused my machine to lock up. I wonder, has 81 year old Don Rickles ever seen his page? Did he request the account setting that would prevent "China-men" and "Coloreds" from viewing his page? The layout is sterling, makes me want to only perform in a tux. His computer talents are not limited to the internet, dude is a legit wizard on Excel. Know that.

I have previously spoken of the goings on at my local laundry, but I recently discovered you can get a large quantity of what, at a discount price? Pistachio nuts! You gutter brains. They have a quarter machine and that things comes high yield. Pump like a buck into that set and you're looking at close to two dollars in nuts on the open market. The only trouble is sneaking back to my apartment. I already got caught once by my main man next door. It just doesn't look good when you're carting a plastic bag full of pistachios, complements of the laundermat back to your place. My insanity is still limited to visualizing myself beating the shit out of other subway passengers, and the occasional outburst. I shouldn't graduate to buying groceries at the clothes washing joint until at least year three.