I got the new le tigre album. I like it--except for the cover of the Pointer Sisters' "I'm So Excited." There was no need for that. The day after I got the album, I was flipping through the radio, and came across the Pointer Sisters' "Neutron Dance"...while driving on the same stretch of road as I'd been on when I heard the le tigre cover exactly 24 hours before. These and other coincidences can be found at, I don't know, wherever.

In other nonsense news, the ever-eager Danny knew that Bill Lee signed his '71 bubblegum card "William Frances Lee." I kind of gave that one away by talking about baseball cards on eBay.

Two (2) of my friends are moving to Arizona. I asked them what day they're leaving, and they said, "Christmas morning." That made me laugh. People (who celebrate Xmas), on TV anyway, usually reserve "Christmas morning" for tradition, i.e. it's a day where you usually do the same thing year after year. What I'm getting at is that I've heard of a few different things that people do on Christmas morn, but I've never heard "moving to Arizona" as one.

"Yep, the kids usually rush downstairs around 5 AM. We all open our presents, then load the U-Haul and proceed to relocate 3000 miles. Just the way we do Christmas at our house."

So as they're about to head across this finely grated nation, I hear on the news that there seems to be a snowstorm covering, well, the whole thing. What are the odds? You drive across the country and you get a country-wide snowstorm.

I was wearing my Marzipan shirt today, and while cashing my paycheck, one of the bankers said, "Happy Decemberween!" I felt like I was part of a secret society. No idea what I'm talking about? You gotta check the secret link...the seeeee-cret link...