This article irritated me, just for the headline:

Petty, Not Earnhardt, Is the Real King of Daytona

Petty Won Seven Daytona 500s, Six More Than Earnhardt

Whoa. Somebody sounds bitter. I’m an Earnhardt fan, and I don’t remember ever saying he was the King of anything. (Anything except my heart.) Having a headline like this is like saying, “Gretzky, Not Lemieux, Is The King of Hockey – Gretzky Won 4 Stanley Cups, 2 More Than Lemieux.” It’s like, um….DUUUUUUHHHHHHH.

Just wanted to get that out. On to more pressing issues.

• As of 12:24pm, the NHL Players Union and the NHL owners haven’t come to a collective bargaining agreement. Oh wait, I forgot, no one cares. Nevermind.

Googlism still doesn’t know anything about me, so let me add one possible tidbit of knowledge, as requested by my friend Lauren:

Matt Hearn is a totally cool guy.

And dat’s de troof.

• The foodstravaganza that HW arranged on Sunday continues. Every day I’ve been bringing absotively massive amounts of food to work, and then around lunchtime I remember one or two other things I could be eating as well. Today I have an egg salad sandwich, a container of chicken salad, some cheese, leftover meat and veggies from a trip to Lone Star last night, and two sodas. Even so, I realized around 10:30 that I could also be grubbing on some balicious soup. And I forgot to bring it. Foolish, foolish me.
• I should probably give you all an in-depth review of XM Satellite radio, which I got for HW for Xmas, and which may have changed our lives. I may do that tomorrow or Friday. For now, I just want to make it clear that thanks to the all 80s station, the following lyrics have been heard by us twice in the last month, which is 2 more times than I think I’ve heard them in the 15 years prior:

  I ain’t much on Casanova
  Me and Romeo ain’t never been friends
  Can’t you see how much I really love you
  Gonna sing it to you time and time again

  Bless you, Levert.

• As you can tell, I’m short on witticisms today. I had some ideas last night for some HILARIOUS stuff, but of course didn’t have a chance to write anything down, so it’s all gone. Long, long gone. ::sigh:: I’ll try not to suck tomorrow.

  Casanova . . .