Reid About It

For those of you using Twitter, you can follow me here on Twitter. It's very interesting to see what kind of random businesses try and get my attention on twitter. Here's a clue, unless your motel sends a twitter saying I can come stay for free, I see no conceivable reason to ever befriend a motel on Twitter. Go 'way.

My doctor said I need more fiber in my diet, so today I got my footlong Subway meatball sandwich on wicker.

I was watching "Wipeout" tonight, and they said one of the contestants was being "mercilessly pummeled." Of course they were. What's the point of pummeling someone with mercy? That wouldn't get the point across at all.

After deliberation, I've decided I'm only on the highway to Heck. This one has Cracker Barrels.

I'm taking my daughter to see "Up." Not only do I think it'll be a good movie, but I also feel it's important to expose the youngest generation to the grouchiness of Ed Asner.

A few days ago, a friend of mine just out of the blue said "You know, John F. Kennedy would have been 92 today." I can appreciate his optimism, but I seriously doubt it. Even if hadn't come to Dallas in 1963, he was still a Kennedy. His odds of making it to 92 were pretty slim. They're the Von Erichs of politics.

Management Tip: It's true that when you squeeze a lump of coal, you get a diamond. However, when you squeeze a lump of crap, you just make everything crappy.

Ah, meatballs. So delicious, yet so vague.

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the number of breaths we make our enemies take underwater.

I'm watching that "True Blood" series on HBO. I don't care much for vampires, but I'm a big fan of bad Southern accents.

For my summer project, I'm writing a musical version of "Road House." With songs like "Be Nice...Until It's Time To Not Be Nice" and "I Used To ^$#@ Guys Like You In Prison," I can see it becoming a runaway sensation all over the place. You'll be able to catch it everywhere from Broadway right down to high school dinner theatre in Alabama.