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Week in Review...

The "Week In Review" for April 28th through May 4th, 2008...

The big winner this week is Emilie Autumn.  It started out innocently enough.  I was trying to find the song "Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want" from Ferris Bueller.  Of course they didn't put out a soundtrack.  And Dream Academy didn't release the song.  So I spent some time digging and searching and trying my hardest to find the song.  It turns out the Emilie Autumn covered the song, at least according to Wikipedia, so I checked her out on iTunes.  And whatdaya know, she's fucking awesome.  So now I've added a gazillion photos of her, I've got all her CDs, etc, etc.  And I've got the iPod in the car so I can listen to her whilest I drive.  Guess you could say I've got a small crush on our poor Ms. Autumn.

Aside from that, it was a week to be forgotten, in that nothing happened.  I made some progress on the driving range.  I feel like I'm starting to get a grasp on my golf stroke in general.  Now I just have to hit 20,000 more golf balls so that I can get some repetition down.

On the political scene, NC's primary is this coming Tuesday.  After that, the god damn liberals will stop coming to the state and filling the mind's of our stupid, bleeding-heart college kids with their double-speak and rhetoric.  And it looks like ole bitch Hillary might make it a close call in the Old North State.  That would mean that the two stupidest people in politics- bitch Hillary and Obama- would continue this laugh-fest until the bitter end.  And I can't wait for ole Hillary to throw her fucking kitchen sink in and eventually lose.  That's the worst kind of loss- the one where you fought your ass off, made a remarkable comeback and then lose anyway.  That is exactly what the bitch deserves.

Making some progress on Infinite Jest.  Its only the longest, most intense book I've ever read. Man, I will be so glad to finally be done with this book.  It will have taken everything I've got as a reader to finish it in 2 months.  And it must be done by June.  

But, the big winner is Emilie Autumn.  What an amazing talent.................

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