Deadline

I have 13 minutes to write a post before I need to leave the house to pick up my wife at the airport. I could make her take a cab home, but I thought I'd surprise her. And maybe she won't be quite as annoyed at the state of the house.

12 minutes. I wish I had something to say that was profound or reflective on the recent drama, but I don't. I hope everybody can get on with their lives and get healed, emotionally, physically, and mentally.

11 minutes. So I picked up kids who weren't mine, took them to a house that wasn't mine, burned off my arm hair cooking burgers and hot dogs on a grill that wasn't mine, and then watched cartoons on a plasma TV that wasn't mine. It was a pretty decent Friday.

10 minutes. This whole writing one thought a minute is harder than I thought it would be.

9 minutes. Phew. I'm caught up now. Tonight I think I'm going out with Britt and her friend Erin from Iowa and Jared and others. We might try to go to the awesome karaoke place at Universal Studios. The place with a back-up band and back-up singers.

8 minutes. Of course, this means that I'll get to be designated driver, but I'm okay with that. I just go through the girls' purses when they're passed out and steal their money.

7 minutes. I still haven't watched the Top Chef finale because I was waiting to watch it with my wife, but I already know who won. And woohoo! Although fuck you RW for spoiling it!

6 minutes. Shit. The time it took to put that link in the last one made me behind on my time.

5 minutes. Last time I tried to surprise my wife at the airport, it was at 5 in the morning and I got up and drove to the airport, then called her cell a few minutes after her flight was supposed to land. She answered and told me she was in a cab halfway home because her flight was 20 minutes early! I almost cried.

4 minutes. I think the BK Double Stacker sandwich might be a perfect food.

3 minutes. For Father's Day, we are apparently going over to my parents' house to eat a dinner that my sister is going to cook. I subscribed my dad to a cigar of the month club and he gets 4-5 cigars every month and has for the last four years, so I don't have to get him a gift.

2 minutes. I tried Plurk and hated it. I'm sticking with Twitter. It's easy and simple. If you don't follow me, you should.

1 minute. Okay – have to go get dressed and head off. Everyone have a good weekend!

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