I have no idea why I’m still watching that asinine Hooking Up show.  Aside from the women being a little shallow and having all these silly and stupid rules and kind of one-dimensional (both personality-wise and emotionally), they’re all kind of… well, dumb.  And I hate to admit it, but dumb people annoy me.  I don’t suffer fools gladly, I never have.  Life’s too short to put up with annoyances like that, and there are enough quality people I can surround myself with.  You want me to admit it?  Okay, I admit it—I’m an intellectual elitist. 

And I’ll also admit to being a musical elitist.  But I’d like to think that I’m not as bad as some of the musical elitists out there (*cough* *cough* l.a. weekly *cough*) who only like things that other people haven’t heard of and hate everything mainstream.  I like stuff if it’s good, even if it’s mainstream, and I don’t like stuff if it’s bad.

Okay, I had a nice segue to my next item here, but my train of thought just completely and utterly derailed and fell off a bridge because there’s someone on this stupid Hooking Up show who I went to college with.  He’s on a date with that girl Amy.  And he was in the rival singing group in college too.  Fornicator of poultry!  He rubbed me the wrong way then, and he rubs me the wrong way now. 

Aaugh.  Flurm.  Plont.  Okay, focus, focus, focus.  Right.  Bootie L.A. is this Saturday and you better be there.  One last tidbit to entice you to attend.  Don’t be a dick, right-click.

Lionel Vinyl - “Owner of a Lovely Butt” (Yes vs. Sir Mix-a-Lot)