Being right ain't always right.

When used as an interjection (c'mon, it's a good one), most people just assume you're nuts. You might be. I'm positive that I am.

I mean, I used to commit things to the world.

And what's the worst that can happen?

Nothing useful to read here. I promise. It's a political rant, half formed and trollish.

film at 11.

Seven days a week. Ten hours a day since the new year started. But this isn't about work or I'd end up losing you.

This is about me selling my car, which is my sports car, which is not just a car but a phase, a part of my existence, a defining characteristic. Because I am a car geek, and my car isn't just transport...it is a means of escape, a place where I am in control but understand the limits of that control. A place to think in pure terms.

Here's what I think y'all should read. Not to the exclusion of all else, mind you.

but I know where I'm going.

It had to be playin' on TV.

We have pie bets at work: you bet someone about something, and the loser of the bet makes a pie and brings it on pie day. In my case the bet was: we won't have any IT issues related to our office move, and we ended up having 3 issues. I'd bet all three people on my team (at the time...there are six of us now), so I owed three pies.

Today is one of two pie days (the other is next week). The rules are: the pies have to be edible. They have to be home-made, especially the crust. That's it for rules.