The Demonweasel Speaks

So I saw a kid come into the store today who was wearing a t-shirt done up like the Spongebob Squarepants logo, but instead it said “God’s Love: Soak it up!” What the fuck is that about?

So I actually watched the baseball game last night. I tuned in during the 4th inning, and when I saw Boston was ahead, I figured what the hell, I’ll either watch a meltdown or history. Turns out it was history. You’re welcome, Boston. Apparently, me watching baseball reverses the curse. Who knew? Of course, maybe it was just because I was atrociously bored last night. Like, criminally bored.

Although “Smallville” was really good, because it was a body switching episode. Body switching, you just can’t beat that. Clark changes places with Lionel Luthor, and Lionel does a great job of being incredibly evil in Clark’s body (not to mention finding out about his powers). I found myself doing a “he’s so evil” dance many a time over the course of the hour.

Of course, maybe it was a “I’m such a dork” dance.

Speaking of, I got my copy of “XXX: 30 Porn Star Portraits” today. Fascinating stuff, including a bunch of essays about porn and such by people like Gore Vidal and John Waters. I haven’t had a chance to give it more than the cursory glance, but it looks like it’s a lot of fun.

I’m feeling a little unfulfilled right now. Why is that? I feel like I need to find something to sink my teeth into. Of course, I’ve got writing stuff bubbling up on me right now, and it’s begging me to take a big bite out of it. I need to learn to go with my instincts more. Sure, most of the time they steer me wrong, but maybe they’re there for a reason.

Absorbent, yellow, porous, and full of Christ’s love, I remain…

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