Mike Durrett: CONFIDENTIAL
My Recent Confessions and Observations on Twitter, Where Everything Must Be Said in 140 Characters or LessI was ribbing my cat about opposable thumbs when he moused YouTube with me crooning: "Thumbelina dance, Thumbelina sing..." Embarrassing.
One of the HD movie channels is showing spooky flicks. I am so excited. I'll get to not see the invisible man in high definition!
We went to our little town's brand new IHOP! They've got international pancakes from faraway lands. Yum-mmm, Dawsonville and Snellville!
Headline, just in: "World's Tallest Man Has a Son." Details are sketchy, but congratulations to you, sir, and the 22-inch sperm.
Latest oxymoron: "Rosie O'Donnell Special." (RIP "Bob Hope Special.")
Yippee! I can cross another item off The Bucket List. Someone finally said to me, "for all of your fez hat and custom fez needs."
I recall the wonderful gas war of 1970 when fuel was 24.9 cents per gallon. I'd fill my VW for $2.49! Costs more now for broccoli farts.