It's raining, but we were able to get maybe a day and a half of some decent weather for a change. Forecast looks shitty for the whole week, so we'll see how it plays out.

It's official. My neighbors put the For Sale sign out today and had an open house. Would you like to be my neighbor? We have about 5 homes for sale around here. It's fun living in the city. It has been very quiet since Future Felon left. That is, except for the retarded kid who screams all the time, but I've gotten used to him.

Good auto racing today. F1 was in Monaco ("Breakfast at Monte Carlo"), clearly my favorite one of the year. And Felipe Giaffone qualified for Indy, 2 hours after getting a call while he was shopping at Babies 'R Us with his family.

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Lindsay Lohan hired a trainer. Apparently, to teach her not to ingest food.

Time is running out before the R's decide to alter filibuster rules in the Senate. There's nothing like a good filibuster. I've been preaching against Giant Eagle's bagging process of 12 bags for 15 items for months.

In the UK, Orange Mobile is developing channels so you can watch TV on your phone. Whatever happened to downtime, let alone reading?

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Philadelphia, especially Bill Conlin, has determined Charlie Manuel shortcomings as a manager. He's already in the bottom 10 percent of clueless managers for the Phils. Conlin called him "baseball's Boo Radley." He already told an ump, "I want the lefthander" during a pitching change. Of course, he had two lefties warming up. And this, "...the only guy with a pregame radio gig is Manuel. A panel of United Nations interpreters and ancient language experts who translated the Dead Sea Scrolls were unable to translate Cholly's recent shows, so that tactic was out." Tee hee.

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