Airing my Philthy Laundry

Random thoughts from the past fortnight

-I don't know why I can't stop watching Deal or No Deal. It's quite possibly one of the worst shows on television, yet I can't turn it off. I don't really like Howie Mandel (although I do thank him weekly for Bobby's World one of the best cartoons ever)

-I'm pretty sure the maid at my hotel is stealing my loose change. I was really looking forward to a Twix tonight...it's the only candy bar with the cookie crunch.

-I was flipping through the channels last night before I went to sleep and I happened to see the last 15 seconds of Sex and the City. Sarah Jessica Parker was walking down the street and her clever little voice over says "On my walk home, I got my period" ...and credits. I had nightmares. Someone remind me why this show is supposed to be good, let alone funny?

-Can anyone explain to me why a McDonald's Cheeseburger costs $1.02, but a McDonald's Double Cheeseburger only costs $1?

-Is it really possible that Kellie Pickler is really that dumb? Is it really possible that Katharine McPhee is that perfect for me? Kat-Call me!

-Last Friday I went to see The Strokes (Jan AOTM) at The Aragon in Chicago. The show, by the way, was awesome...great live performers. When I arrived, I was suddenly surrounded by a ton of 17 year olds. I've never felt like 25 was old until then. The closer it came to showtime, the more people my own age came, which comforted me for a while. But I came to the realization that in about 3-4 years from now, I'm going to be officially too old to rock.

-After feeling old at The Strokes concert I officially started the April 2006 edition of my quarter-life crisis. I'm yet again contemplating my future...which I guess isn't a bad thing. It's definitely better than being complacent. I guess the problem with your 20's is that you're young enough to do anything you want, but old enough to have to make some serious decisions about your life. Kind of makes me wish I was still in college skipping Microbiology to hang out on the secret tanning deck on the side of my frat house.

-It's happened to everyone, the mysterious number shows up on your cell phone. Last Sunday, curiosity got the best of me and I answered the phone. On the other end is a hyper and high pitched girl who seemed to already be talking before I picked up. "Phil," she exclaimed, "I can't believe it's you. Guess who this is. Oh my gosh you're never going to guess, but guess who this is." This voice sounds vaguely familiar but all I can think is "Crap! Not another illegitimate child." But turns out it was just an old coworker and friend from college, Jenny. Randomly her older sister is engaged to the general's older brother and they just met at a new family meshing activity. Apparently the general felt he should give out my number to any girl asking for it...and he's correct. In fact, feel free to pass it out to girls not asking for it. Cute, single ones please! Needless to say, a friendship has been rekindled and in the words of Jenny "Dude, we're totally going to hang out."

Enjoy the weekend everyone...I'm planning on eating my weight in Peeps.

posted by philthy @ 7:05 PM