Ramblings of a Constipated Mind

Anyway, um, um, where was I?
Kinda lost my train of thought

Uh, well, uh, OK
Anyway I, I know it's kinda been a roundabout way of saying it
But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is

I HATE SAUERKRAUT!

That's all I'm really tryin' to say
And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
And find yourself in an existential quandry
Full of loathing and self-doubt
And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence
At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that
Somewhere out there in this crazy mixed-up old universe of ours
There's still a little place called

Albuquerque
Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque

I said "A" (A)
"L" (L)
"B" (B)
"U" (U)
"querque" (querque)

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque

(belch)
--Albuquerque, "Wierd Al" Yankovic

And so ends "Albuquerque", the 11 minute and 18 second long story-song.

I went to an allergist today. He basically took one look at me and said, "Wait, you mean you can actually breathe?" That's how bad it was. Five to seven years of built-up inflamation, due to the dust of Central America. Yay. The drugs he'd prescribe better work...maybe they'll completely change me...after all I've been used to this for a long time now...

I hereby decree that the entire world population of dust mites should be exterminated. This will be the Final Solution. Those who resist must be taken to camps and forced to lay in sunlight while they die a slow and painful death.

Quote of Da Moment:
"I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else."
--C.S. Lewis