it's 9 a.m. and i feel like dancing. the last few nights of good sleep has got me back on track. i guess its safe to say that i've finally recovered from my time spent in vegas. i found myself some funky disco beats here and can barely contain myself.
i guess the big news of the hour is that conan the barbarian is running in hopes of being conan the governor. he's got some pretty tough competition out there between watermellon-smashing comic gallagher (he wants to secede from the union and mandate that the national anthem be sung in spanish at half of all sporting events), LA billboard icon angelyne, adult film star mary carey (wants to make lap dances tax deductible) and gary coleman. gary coleman wants to introduce a state flat tax and move toward alternative energy resources.
but of course, the state motto needs to be changed to "whatchootalkinbout" first. i want that shit on my license plate.
i guess the big news of the hour is that conan the barbarian is running in hopes of being conan the governor. he's got some pretty tough competition out there between watermellon-smashing comic gallagher (he wants to secede from the union and mandate that the national anthem be sung in spanish at half of all sporting events), LA billboard icon angelyne, adult film star mary carey (wants to make lap dances tax deductible) and gary coleman. gary coleman wants to introduce a state flat tax and move toward alternative energy resources.
but of course, the state motto needs to be changed to "whatchootalkinbout" first. i want that shit on my license plate.
california is *such* a weird place.
and don't spank my rattie!