I don't even read the damn things, but I do enjoy going off about crap. I do not care about spelling or grammar, if you can understand what I'm trying to say, great. If not, please feel free to ask. Ask all the questions you want, I may or may not answer them. Lets just call this is my happy fun playground time to tap on the monkey board. If you must join in, fine.

Every once in a while a news, or weather, person will....I dunno how to put it...catch hold of my imagination. Richard Quest of CNN-International, Dave Schwartz of the Weather Channel and now....Rita Cosby. God, I love her voice. I love how she doesn't ever seem to ask questions, just verify how horrible something is with the folks who've just been through it. I love how she dresses, like your favorite teacher in 5th grade, you know, the one who remembered your birthday and smelled like strawberries. All those bitches on FOX, they sound the same and look like porn stars. I don't want some hot chick with perky tits telling me that the world is ending. I want one of those perfect ladies from the suburbs who'll dish up horror with a side serving of mashed potatoes and gravy. Plus, she really does have the strangest voice on television, and that's just plain cool. Let your freak flag fly, sister! And she helps me go to sleep...so I'd better lie down on the couch and listen to her oddly soothing tones.