Saturday in the park, must've been the 14th of July

Slept in till about 11am this morning. Et an apple and an oats and honey granola bar. Drank down 2 cups of coffee. Listened to the Ricky Gervais Podcast. I'm on season three now. Karl talked a lot about insects. I have to say I agree with him a lot of the time about things. Like about the jellyfish. It is 97% water, give it another 3%, make him water. Good idea. Also about some words. He thinks there are too many and that when we introduce a new one we should get rid of one we don't use very much. His idea was the word for dodo. The bird is extinct so why not just get rid of the word? Good thinking Karl. He also hates all the words we use for extinct dinasaurs because they use a lot of x's and y's. Again, I can't tell if he is just the biggest idiot ever or if he is a genius. It is a fine line.

Talked for quite a white to Steve and Marigold over google talk. Made me late for work. It was nearly three in the afternoon and neither of them had showered or gotten dressed yet. Some parents they are. I wonder if Huck had even been fed? Doubtful.

Got to work about 10 minutes late. Oh well. Late for nothing. So far I've had to do about 2 little bits of work and the rest of the time I've been keeping up with Tim Goodman's blog. He is the television critic for the Chronicle. I am still keeping up with Mick LaSalle but I have to say that I like Tim Goodman a good deal more. This is his blog : http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/blogs/sfgate/indexn?blogid=24

Right now he is down in L.A. at the Television Critics Association summer press tour. He has been blogging about it several times a day and I find it fascinating. I wish I could do exactly what he does. Watch and bitch about television for a living. I think I have a lot to offer, having sat through every bad 80's and 90's sitcom several times over knowing that what I was watching was bad but enjoying it nonetheless. If being a critic is my true calling then being a television critic is my truest calling.

Stupid lyrics I heard today from Simon and Garfunkel: "I wish I was an English Muffin bout to make the most out of toaster." Lame.

There is something wrong with my shoulder. I think I am dying from shoulder cancer. I thought it was just a sore muscle but it has lasted about a week now.

I have to go now. Someone is trying to steal my time machine.