I sat down this afternoon to watch the gibberish on PBS that is know as the teletubbies, and I couldn't help but think about the actors inside those suits. Do they use their status as teletubbies to get preferential treatment, are they married? Of all of them only Po and Tinky-Winky have any other acting appearance listed on IMDB. I wonder if they have any sort of motivation or mathod to acting like a teletubbie. Also I caught a bit of the OC this evening, not sure if this show is as popular as it used to be but the main character kid has this ace ventura lisp going on which makes me wonder how the hell he made it onto a tv show in the first place.

If i had to make a list of things that are somewhat embarrassing but only really know to myself, I would put sitting down on the toilet with the seat up as one of them, or chewing the sticker on my apple. I am messy and I loose things every so often, but I tell myself it s lurking somewhere in the depths of clothing piles upon my floor. This creates a rush when I decide that I do want whatever it is that I think I may have lost. and when I find it I get that same satisfaction of waking up from a dream, whoo glad thats over or not real. speaking of loosing things, when biking I always see shoes or gloves, and I want to know who fucking looses their shoes out the window of the car, maybe it's those damn alien abductions they only take you up with one shoe. Or gloves, being smaller and more understandable to loose, it still boggles me. What do people do with all the spare gloves, I know as a child we had a bag full of mismatched ones, but I think thats a rarity for large families.
Or when moving places do you ever discover an abundance of tupperware containers and no tops to match. I would like to meet a person who tries to collect all these sort of lost things. one shoe one glove at a time.

Madeline Albright made a comment tonight about the europeans need to understand that they have a vested interest in what happens in the middle east and that they should get involved so that civil wars don't break out. She compared it to the US getting involved in World war one and the sequel, but she forgot to mention that the UN was ignored, you can't pee on everything and then ask those who got a urine stain to help you wash the clothes. duh.
Also I better not sleep with anyone who has AIDS because my risk of infection is higher then the average briss-ed male.
it's been raining in Minneapolis in December, as a biker i am torn because with snow comes pride biking in it, but it's nice having dry roads, but also the bike racks haven't thinned as much as I would have liked. they should have bike racks especially for people who don't own a car, like if your most used transportation is your bike, then hell you get priority. sometimes when biking I wish I had a batman-esque utility belt with grappling hook, where by I could hook onto car bumpers and skitch my way through the roads. I biked to St Paul a week or so ago, I miss the commute I used to do, down Marshall midday, lake street, summit if I wanted to see all the trees, I was fit as a fiddle in those days doing 20 some miles a day. svelte. Maybe this spring it could happen again.

This is what my roommates aspire to over winter break
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ua3hZXfNZOE