March Freaking Madness !!!

God-Damned Bracketology !!

You know, before this Tournament started, I thought I had a PHD in Bracketology...Shit, I ain't even cracked a textbook, apparently.

Who the fuck is Davidson, for the love of Mike ? And what is up with my man O.J. Mayo and USC ? First round and done ? Are you fucking kidding me ?My brackets are all shot to hell.

And where, exactly, am I supposed to come up with eleven thousand dollars ?

I'm a cat, for God's sake. Who the fuck even let's a cat bet eleven thousand dollars ?

That Fat, Bearded Idiot is NOT going to be happy with me.

It's Raining Today...

The rain always makes me sad...Oh wait, no, it's the fact that my BALLS were removed 13 years ago...THAT'S what always makes me sad. Rain doesn't really affect me at all. I don't go out anyway, so what does rain do to me ?
I do wish I could turn on the stereo, though. I would dig some Sam Cooke right now. you know, a little "Bring It on Home To Me", or "A Change Is Gonna Come " ? That would be sweeet. That's right, I spelled sweeet with THREE "E's" !! Try and stop me, bitches !!!
Or how about "Wonderful World" ? "don't know much about history..." Alas, it is not to be, as I cannot reach the stereo to crank up the tunes. And that Fat,Bearded Idiot won't buy me a damned iPod, so what the fuck is a cat supposed to do, huh ?
I'm gonna go pee in something valuable.