My brother-in-law is going to the taping of American Idol today. I wish I could say I was joking.
Needing to move
In "this is another reason I need to get the fuck out of California" news:
A man was shot in the back of the head on the street corner opposite my apartment building on Thursday night.
I heard the shot. I thought it was a car backfiring.
On being wrong
We rented Avatar this weekend. I actually kind of liked it. And saying "I actually kind of liked it" is my way of admitting, and the closest I will ever come to saying, I was totally wrong when I adamantly insisted for a very long time that it looked stupid and why would I want to see a movie full of fake looking blue people?
Being wrong sucks.
