Okay kids. We are sinking to a new low as far as sound quality. I thought I swore I wouldn’t post any more of the shit I recorded on this piece of crap voice recorder. Clearly I was lying to myself… Anyhoo, if you can get past the part where I am recording while driving to work in a loud vehicle with a fabric roof this podcast ain’t half bad. I start out slow and uncomfortable, but later reveal my old dating habits! I also add a bit of clarity to a somewhat confusing post on the blog. But not much. I won’t name names. Heh.
Speaking of names, I think I coined the term “Carrie Underdrag”. That is so mine. I may just have to do Halloween this year just to get to use the name!!
I am thinking I may have an American Idol Finale Show party. I have been invited to more than one American Idol viewing gig and they are kinda fun. Actually a lot of fun considering how that show annoys me. Heh. So this morning I have been working out an invitation. The good part is that the show is in May. So I am giving people PLENTY of notice.. I have an issue with notice. I like to invite people to things like an hour before. It never works out well. Anyhoo… So what do you think?
That’s right. The cancelled show. Not by me mind you. In my mind the show must go on! And so I went ahead and recorded me on my own without my buddy from Cananada, Sheldon. All in all I’d say it is the usual. You and me, after a long day at work.. Unwinding… Talking aboot whatever comes to mind… Awww. Doesn’t that sound nice? Plus I was nekid. Just kidding! Gawd that joke never gets old! Or is it a joke?
Bwahahaahah! I love that! Okay, but no, really. I wasn’t nude. *wink*
I have to stop.
Mentioned: Shel, Me, Donald Trump, American Idol, Blake Lewis, Chris Richardson, Melinda, Sanjaya (ugh), work, Anna Nicole, the Baby Daddy, and stuff.
meh 
