In a Car

Vroom, vroom goes the car. It passes a grey minivan gas guzzler. It goes and it goes and it never stops because it is on the interstate on the way to Gainesville. It will be about an hour and a half more before it stops.

In case you're wondering, I'm currently in a car. Actually, I'm probably not currently in the car as you read this, because I'm probably back in Gainesville. But I might be in a car. I cannot be sure. Actually, I can be sure at any given point if I am in a car. But I cannot be sure that at the time that you read this that I am in a car. Actually, I can. But I can't right now. So, yeah. That's that.

Anyway, I'm returning to Gainesville after a very successful Thanksgiving. I ate food this Thanksgiving. I got to eat more food the day after the day after Thanksgiving. It was yummy.

Whoa. We almost just hit another car. I guess I should stop typing and pay attention to the road.

Ha. Just kidding. I bet you thought that I was driving the car and typing at the same time. But I wasn't. So there. Hahah. That was funny. I'm enjoying the last laugh. And also the first laugh. Nobody else is laughing.

At any rate, I know that I always complain about having no material, but I really have no material right now, because life has been rather boring for the past while. I need something interesting to write about again. Some people manage to always write really interesting stuffs about their lives, but mine is simply drab and wretched in comparison to theirs.

I saw the newest James Bond movie last night. It wasn't bad. Only thing with JB movies is that you have to take them completely literally. You can't have any doubt in your mind that what is occuring really could happen in real life. For instance, picture this: a man is on top of a structure that you only really see in movies and he's really high up and he's jumping from crane to crane and he's fighting this other d00d that is pretty much pwning him, but he chases him anyway and catches him after jumping from basically 5,000,000,000,000,000,00,0,0 feet in the air. That's not really that great a description. This is going to be a very boring blog entry. But anyway, this is something that happened in the movie last night. I wish I could be describing one of the other James Bond movies like the one where he fights a shark. That would be a lot better to prove my point with.

Anyhoo, though. We are currently passing a car that is very similar to the one we are driving. I was going to say something, but I have forgotten what it was. Oh yes, now I remember: If you guys really want some new, good material, you're going to have to do some more stupid stuff around me and sign a release form so that I can mock you in my writing. I really am drawing straws here, so maybe I'll just make up some random gossip about the various people that might at some point read my blog.

Karys recently ate a cockroach in front of 3,000,000 Australians on live Australian TV.

Jennifer confided in me last night that she was in love with an Albanian Cricket.

Emily picked up Kermit the Frog last night and made out with him.

Taylor routinely picks his cat's nose and eats what he finds.

That is all I can come up with. I'm anxious to see how you all disprove these facts, if you can. But you won't. Because you know they're true.