11 August 2005

Neil Young is a Fucking Genius.

The more I listen, the more I hear. For real. He's so amazing. Can't sing on key to save his life, but hey--that's not really why I'm posting. The headline is mostly an attention getting device. Although, I do believe Neil is a Fucking Genius, (man).

First of all, I'm sick-to-fucking death of hearing about Terrell Owens and whatever he feels like doing to get more jack. I don't give a shit about the Eagles (Philadelphia, not the group), and furthermore, Donovan McNabb is kind of horse-faced, if you ask me. And frankly, I don't care if you do or not.

While I'm on a rant, can somebody please do something about all the crosswalk lights that have burnt out in this town? How am I supposed to know precisely when to jaywalk without them? That needs to be taken care of, pronto.

(There isn't really a point to this post, it's largely a reflection of the PMS from which I currently suffer.)

I think it's time for my meds. I gotta go now.

4 comments:

Madelina said...

Um... ok? I give. What was the point? How is Neil Young related to sports? Not that I do give a damn. Sports is the last thing I'd read in the paper or watch on t.v. Unless it's mens' figure skating. Those thighs just keep me riveted. Yowza. Yowza. Yowza.

deawn said...

The point is, there is no point. Merely the inane ramblings of a woman whos hormones have run amok.

After catching up on your blog, I woke up this p.m. with intense pain in my calf. (I'm nocturnal as well as highly suggestible, you know). Anyway, aside from rubbing stuff into your mutinous muscles, might I suggest a 20 minute soak in a warm tub with epsom salts...it's absolutely fabulous.

Now, I need to go find me some sushi. Ciao.

Lee Ann said...

Neil Young is absolutely a genius, and to top it off, has had the same surgery I am supposed to have, and survived. If Neil can do it, with the copious damage to his brain cells already an issue, and come out still acting genius-like, well...

my little brain can handle it. I only damaged a small percentage of what good old Heart of Gold has ruined...

deawn said...

Girlfriend, we must talk. When I listen to Neil Young, I find layers of meaning that I never noticed previously. There's so much going on with those lyrics that it blows my mind!

Speaking of mind-blowing, you're so right. I mean, he came out of his surgery with his brilliance intact, and so will you. So there. It's been decided.

Any other questions can be submitted via comments or e-mail. My Psychotic Hotline has been shut down by Bell Canada. (Pity).