I Want A Low Cost iPhone For My Cows. I love you Mr fair-skinned, master of his universe, my fake-american-idol. Thank you for giving the world the smartest phone ever! Before that, I had no choice but to count my toes while taking a dump. Now, I can read your post and play silly games, all while I squat at the railway track in the morning.

Sunday, November 13, 2011. On December 17, John will be dressing up as Santa and delivering much needed wish list items to the Ronald McDonald House on the campus of Florida Hospital.

Upgrade to paid account! These are the days. We go round and round. On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me. A small tribute to my favourite celeb couple ever. Theres no me without you. I can catch the moon in my hand. For my first public entry, I will talk about Twitter.

People are always trying to squelch the Real Charlie. I will also note for the record, regarding the photo above, that I no longer own a camel hair jacket, but will still happily stand in front of a nice modern painting and lecture all and sundry on all and sundry. Who Gets To Allocate Whose Assets. No, dont worry, I dont have either.