
Ryan Leigh is just what I needed on a day that started out poorly and went downhill fast. First, the website was down from overuse. Yes, we had too many people viewing it the last couple of weeks, so our hosting site shut us down. What is the moral of that story? I actually have no idea. I thought the intent behind posting a blog was having people visit the damn thing. What do I know? Then, after the site went down, the dudes running the hosting company took over 5 hours to get back to me. When I tried to contact them via phone, none of the numbers worked. Makes you wonder what kind of a business they are running.
So the site was down for 12 hours and it drove me insane. I am not the most patient of men in the world. So who swoops in to save the day?
Ryan Leigh. Nothing like have somebody as gorgeous as her lift your spirits, but the antics of the morning do make you wonder what kind of world we live in. A world for instance where “Jersey Shore” star Nicole “Snooki” Polizzi might write a book you say…… No, that could never happen. But alas, according to
Access Hollywood, it is. I had to pick myself up off of the floor when I read that. Damn, and reportedly she has only read two books, in her life. Does anyone really want to buy a novel written by this, who is she again?


My guess is there are a few family members in Ohio that might read this literary atrocity. According to
CNN, an entire clan rented out a hall for a 3 year olds birthday party. They then got roaring drunk, and all of them got into a brawl. Something about the ex-wife’s new boyfriend running off at the mouth. Now I am only speaking from personal experience here, but if my ex-wife actually got a boyfriend, I wouldn’t care what in the hell the guy said. I would just be happy she had found somebody. If that woman could possibly find a spark of happiness in the world maybe she would stop trying to make my life a living hell.


Can anyone see the wrong in a bunch of dudes launching broken beer bottles at each other, while brawling, at a 3 year old girl’s birthday party? I swear, we have all fallen into the pit of hell and we don’t seem to be able to get up. Maybe we need that clicker from late night TV to shock us back to our senses. Hopefully the child won’t be able to remember her daddy getting hauled off to jail while she is crying about not blowing out the candles on her birthday cake. I wonder what Grandma and Grandpa were doing. God only knows. They were probably launching spitballs from the balcony.
Sometimes I feel like a nut, but sometimes I thank God that I am literally not one. God only knows the world has enough freaky people in it already.


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