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Beer

“Opie! Andy! Supper!”
-Aunt Bee

Well, Taylor Hicks is your new American Idol. I have to admit the only time I watch the show is the last hour of the finale. Prince was a big surprise tonight. Even though I think he’s a frickin’ weirdo, he can still bring down the house. I also love last year’s winner, Carrie Underwear. Because of her commercials, I now eat at least one Hershey Bar a day.

How many Americans can name the two American Idol finalists but not the new White House Press Secretary? My guess is 95%.

I don’t think Ryan Seacrest is gay but I’m pretty sure his boyfriend is. That’s not my joke…I saw some butt plug wearing these words on his tee-shirt at a B-52’s concert last year.

Man, the day goes by fast when you get started in the afternoon. As I left a meeting at 3:30, I noticed two girls in the next office waving to me as I walked by. I popped in and they apologized because they thought I was the attorney from the connecting office. I could have been an attorney but I was wearing shorts, a tie-dye shirt, and flip-flops. Anyway, I told Toni C. at Realty Services I would mention her on today’s blog.

When I got home, I called the web hosting company to complain about the appearance of my blog. They are looking into the situation and promised to get back to me. I love it when you can call a customer service number and actually speak with a live person immediately.

Around 9:15 PM, Tom stopped by because he had asked me to record the last hour of Idol and wanted to watch it. He was unable to see it live because he was playing sand volleyball. There are so many jokes here but I prefer to work for them. As a footnote, Tom brought his own chair. He said he refuses to sit in urine.

I apologize for calling it a day but I have to get up at 7:30 in the morning for an interview. If one of you nut jobs would pay my rent for the summer, I could sleep in.

Daddy made whiskey and he made it well
Cost two dollars and it burned like hell
I cut hick’ry to fire the still
Drink down a bottle and you’re ready to kill
-Grateful Dead

Night.

BennyÂ