To write about: I miss Blood Nexus.

Walking home from DJ shift. Banana peel on ground. Massive urge to comically slip and fall.

It is OK to refer to the automatic DJ system as "Our robot overlords," right?

"I think someone has been following my dog." "Your dog? How do you know?" "He has a tail!"

So with the success of Brittany Spears' "Hold it Against Me," I fully expect other pop artists to use dumb puns in their titles. Prepare for Lady Gaga's "My Dog Has No Nose" and Justin Bieber's "How Do You Stop a Rhino from Charging? (Take Away His Credit Card )ft. Ludacris."

If you're not familiar with Rebecca Black's song "Friday," it's a horrible inane, but (mark this) purely factual song. I see a good career for her in children's music: "This month is Ju-ly, Ju-ly, Ju-ly. Next month is Au-gust, Au-gust, Au-gust. The month after that is Septem-ber..."

I'm having such a hard time sitting down and writing. I'm just going to text-blog ideas as I have them.

You know what they say about men with big glasses: Bad eyes.

Standing in a mosque as a small child keepings opening and closing the curtain that separates the men and the women. Symbolism whaaaaaat.