Monday, June 16, 2008

I was wondering on Sunday if R. Kelly went to church. He sure was thanking Jesus on Friday. I’m still not sure how anyone can show a tape that features your very special “Log Cabin Room” and there’s still a doubt about whether or not it’s you. Could the prosecutors have compelled the alleged victim to testify? I guess that would sort of defeat the purpose of protecting the victim. I know Buzz is happy about he verdict, and I’m sure he can’t wait to gloat. Maybe I’m mad because R. Kelly’s “Log Cabin Room” is nicer than my “Log Cabin Room”. Actually, my log cabin room is made entirely out of Lincoln Logs. This slate.com article is a nice recap of the insanity.

Somehow, I feel that if either Buzz or I had a video like that from any of the rooms in our house that saw the light of day, we would be on our way to prison. Did you see that John Cass completely ripped off my “If there’s not a mole, then it’s not his pole” line for his column on Sunday? John Kass is the most dangerous kind of idea thief. He, just like Kevin Matthews, has the ability to act like he’s not paying attention to anything going on in our world, and then when they get caught ripping you off they act like it’s just a coincidence. Maybe I’m wrong, but you can read John’s column for yourself here. What are the odds?

I have had a quiet Father’s Day. Mike is in Napa Valley with his GF. Pat is out in L.A. planning his move back home and Matt is grilling me a burger. Matt, of course, comes complete with his crazy dog, Walter, but after a weekend with my dogs in Michigan, Matt’s dog in all reality seems no worse than mine. I am going to get someone to come to the house and help me train all of them, or take them all away. Ceasar Millan (The Dog Whisperer) could film an entire season with the dogs in my life. I like dogs, but after your kids move away, they seem to keep your life from getting easier the way one might like. By “one,” of course, I mean me.