greaseball burgers
Well it's finally Friday. Seems like its been a long week. Got some work to do in the shop (err, garage) this weekend. Tara seems to be tolerating my time spent with the powertools, which is good.

I'm listening to Virgin Radio again right now... highly recommend it if you're bored at work or something. Listen online at virginradio.co.uk. I've been looking for jobs again back in the old country, but there's not much out there at the moment.

Noticed that Alan Cox is writing his diary in Welsh now. I thought about doing the same, but then I remembered that I don't speak Welsh, so I gave up on that idea. (Lucky for you)

Know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna get myself a 1967 Cadillac El Dorado Convertible, hot pink, with whaleskin hubcaps and all-leather cow interior and big brown baby seal eyes for headlights... yeah! And I'm gonna drive around in that baby at 115 miles per hour, getting 1 mile per gallon, suckin' down quarter pound cheeseburgers from McDonald's in the old-fashioned non-biodegradable styrofoam containers and when I'm done suckin' down those greaseball burgers I'm gonna wipe my mouth on the American Flag and then I'm gonna toss the styrofoam containers right out the side, and there ain't a goddamn thing anybody can do about it.

-- Denis Leary