Phriday (And You Thought I Ran Out of Ways to Spell It)

This is KHWL on the Blogger dial. The time is thirty-nine minutes after the hour and you are listening to “It’s Friday!”

“Oh geez…is he still doing that “KHWL” crap?”

Yes he is and he will not stop. You cannot make him stop, although you should not try in the off chance that you actually could, in fact, make him stop. Making him stop now would only cause him to find something else, possibly something even more annoying.

“Can there be anything more annoying than the “KHWL” crap he has been doing for far too long now?”

Yes. He could begin the First South/South-Eastern Lemming Church of Non-Traditional Groovyism and Abstract Neo-Political Super Manifestations, Inc and start performing sermons on how no matter what you do and no matter how hard you try, Sabrina, the Buddhist Cow-G-d in the Moon will still rise tomorrow.

I could reveal the results of my extensive year-long study into the number of geese necessary to lift a 2 ton whale into the stratosphere, but then I fear everyone will try it and the horizon will be whales as far as the eye can see.

I could talk to you about my future plans for Europe, and France in particular, but then I would have to kill you.

I think it is better to stick with KHWL on the Blogger dial and let’s just celebrate Friday the traditional way.

Happy Weekend.

PS- I have no rant ideas for this Sunday's rant. If you have any, please send them in.