(The Sopranos: Adrianna is talking to the government.)
Yesterday, I hiked ten miles through the rice paddies. Exercise is great stress relief. I'm a reformed smoker. And I still miss my cigarettes from time to time. But I have to admit the truth. I feel much better.
The Dragon Lady served beef and French fries for dinner. She used too much spice. Yet I didn't complain. I just smiled and ate my vittles. Poor old Smith is a marvelous man.
I watched The Sopranos. I'm currently enjoying season five. Adrianna is in bed with the government. So I'm guessing that Tony will eventually have her clipped. Steve Buscemi is doing a fine job. His character has fallen off the horse. He's back to his murderous ways.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. I refuse to babble like a pagan.
I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 8 a.m. I drank coffee and read the paper. The Celtics might trade Kevin Garnett to the Clippers. I've never seen Garnett give less than 100 percent in any game. His intensity level is truly off the charts. This deal could help both teams.
I turned on Fox News. South African Oscar Pistorius stands accused of murdering his girlfriend. He shot her several times with a pistol. When police arrived on the scene, he was giving the corpse mouth to mouth resuscitation. What a senseless waste of life.
It's 6:20 p.m. I caught a terrible cold. I feel like shit.
Anyway, talk to you later. God bless.