Sophia Loren

What a dream I had the other night. It was a nightmare. I dreamt that Sophia Loren was my mother and I was bottle fed.

Colin Kaepernick and the NFL Sponsors

This whole Colin Kaepernick thing with him kneeling, other black players giving the black power salute is kind of blowing over. Nobody cares anymore what they do. At first it was a shock, but now, who cares. The camera goes on them for a second, the song is over and people are ready for the game.

However if you want to get back at them, there’s one easy thing to do. You don”t have to write letters to the NFL, or protest outside the stadium.

Just boycott the NFL sponsors and watch the fun start. They lose money, they pull out of the NFL. The NFL has a hard time getting sponsors, all hell breaks out, and the people have spoken.

And who are the NFL sponsors. Well here’s a list of some of the big ones:

( I hate Budweiser anyway)

Big Brother Is Watching You

Bob Tries To Help Yoko

Dylan tries to give her some life advise but Yoko live in an abstract world.

A Jar Of Pickles

I went to the doctor the other day and he had me open a jar of pickles. Took a while but I opened it. The doctor looked at me and said, “you’re in good health.”

It’s good to know that medical profession has come so far.

Ronald Reagan, Come Back

Elvis and The Grateful Dead

I just started reading this book “Elvis and The Grateful Dead.” When I first saw the cover, I thought it was about Elvis Presley and The Grateful Dead. Turns out Elvis is a basset hound who thinks he’s Elvis Presley reincarnated. The Grateful Dead part are the two (so far) Elvis impersonators who died. Elvis (the dog) thinks they sang so bad, they’re Grateful to be Dead.

I got the book cheap and figured what the hell. I’m glad I bought it. So far it’s really good.

I just got done reading a Rad Bradbury book, so this is a nice change of pace.