http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060130/ap_on_re_la_am_ca/brazil_abandoned_baby; a sad story? who's to say, but i do know this. good for her for surviving. but please know this. i'm not one of the brave souls attempting to adopt her.

And as far as this goes:

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060130/ap_on_re_us/people_baby_jessica_marries

I didn't even remember who baby jessica was before i clicked on the link. i initially thought the first test btube baby. so why such a private ceremony. I was amazed that anyone really cared. i thought her fifteen minutes of fame was over when she was 18 months old.

in other words, "Yahoo find better front page news. both stories bore me. and if i'm bored i'm not the only one."

There are bound to be others who aren't caring. yes, i'm glad baby jessica was rescued, as well as an anonymous brazilian's crack whore's baby was spared from the piranah, but at the end of the day my life is not going to change because of either of them.

baby jessica, may i offer one word of advice, "keep your offspring away from wells." I don't care to have my regulary scheduled programs interrupted because baby jessica's baby fell into a well.

i prefer regularly scheduled programs over the "we interrupt your regularly scheduled program to bring you this breaking report" programs.

My momma loved me and knew if i attempted to cross the street. i'll guarantee you my 18 month old ass wasn't wandering around falling into wells. hell, she knew if i tried to sneak across the street. Thank you mom for being so watchful. i can proudly say, my life has never interrupted a regularly scheduled program.

baby jessica, i understand you were too young to know better, but your mother wasn't.

as far as the brazilian river baby goes, you're mother is a dirty crack whore. there it needed to be said, and i said it.

anyone who would give their child to a homeless person and then act shocked because she was floating down a river in a plastic bag. you should spend the rest of your miserable life in a brazilian prison getting daily brazilian waxes and being traded for cigarettes and beer. what kind of moron gives her baby to a homeless person? oh, that's right, no one. you put your baby in a plastic bag and floated her down the river. What were you thinking, that a pharohs daughter would find her and she would part the red sea? it's already been done. find a new gimmick you uncreative bitch.

i'm not trying to sound negative, just trying to sound realistic.

and why is john hagee adverstising a diet plan. he's obese. not just obest, but morbidly obese. kind of like dr. phil endorsing a diet. please. i'm fat, but i'm not as fat as dr. phil. people keep this mind, "don't take dieting advice from obese people. they obviously have missed the boat." in fact, they may have eaten the boat, the passengers, and the food on board.

i only lost 2 lbs. this past week. sure i'm disappointed, I was expecting at least 5 lbs., but i still have less body fat than dr. phil, oprah, and john hagee. that's right, i threw oprah in the mix.

why would anyone take dieting advice from a fat person? stupid junky whore.

So I weighed Cosmo and Oz today. Cosmo is 16bls. and Oz is 15lbs. I thought there would be a bigger difference in Cosomo's favor, but who knew?

i actually thought there would be at least 2 lbs. difference, but my ass got fooled.

and when the sky is starless. once in a million years a lady like her rises. your life knows no answer. your life knows no answer. rhiannon. rhiannon. rhiannon. rhiannon. rhiannon. rhiannon. she rings libe a bell in the night. wouldn't you love to love to love her. she lives her life like bird in flight. who would be her lover? rhiannon. rhiannon. rhiannon. rhiannon. rhiannon. rhiannon. taken by. taken by the wind. dreams unwind love's a state a mind. dreams unwind. loves a state of mind. dreams unwind. still it's hard to find. i know. dreams unwind, still it's hard ot find. dreams unwind, still it's hard to find. take me like the wind. take me like the sky. all the same. all the same. all the same. rhiannon. all the same. alll the same. rhiannon. and he still cries out for her, "don't leave me now."

i think she could sing anything or just look at me and i would be happy.

I loves me some stevie nicks. i've commentated on her concerts at nicksfix.com. i've sent birthday wishes and christmas wishes. i seriously would like to hear from her in person before i die. would i wet my pants? there's a good chance. would i never forget it? absolutely. what a compliment. i would never forget meeting her.

does my book have sales potential? if not, please be honest so i can quit chasing the dream.

i'll resolve myself to doing boring, customer service work if i find out that it's not going to sell, but in my mind, i think it will. i need honest feedback from those who have read it. but only if i'm still talking to you. if i'm not still talking to you,then go away.

and with that i'll say, "good night. sleep tight. and may your dreams come true."