Andy has beaten me at Scrabble twice since the last entry. Once by 250-something points or thereabouts and then by 49 or some shit. Most annoying.
I got stuck with the Q in the last game, and had nowhere to place it. Andy was cognizant of this and started singing, "Brothers, Sisters, we don't need this fascist Q thing."
I should have beat the shit out of him with the scrabble box, but then who would feed Michael Burd?
Anyway suckers, I got a bunch of shit planned for 2009. Updating my blog infrequently is one of them. Fucking A, peace out and drive safe, you dicks.