(True Detective is very creepy.)
Yesterday, I had white rice and spicy pork for dinner. I made it all by my lonesome. The Dragon Lady was too busy drinking coffee with her friends. I didn't enjoy the meal. The food tastes better when I turn my poor old Asian wife into a domestic slave. I'm terrible that way.
I had an argument with my eldest son James-uh. He's been pissing off his mother on a daily basis. I took away his computer for a week. But my punishment came with a caveat.
I said, "Look, if you kiss Mom's ass later tonight, perhaps I'll show mercy."
The Dragon Lady came home at 8 p.m. He said, "I'm sorry, Mom. Please accept my apology."
She said, "You not da solly. You just ruv me because I da waitress."
He said, "Dad, I tried kissing her ass. But she doesn't believe me."
I said, "I don't believe you, either."
But I showed mercy, nonetheless. James-uh's jail sentence has been reduced by four days. He is now free to play StarCraft in seventy-two short hours. I'm a glorious father. Hollywood ought to make a television show about me.
I watched a strange drama called True Detective. Have you seen it? The series stars Woody Harrelson and revolves around the ritualistic murder of a prostitute. True Detective is quite creepy. It's shot in rural Louisiana. I used to live in Cajun country. And I very much enjoy the satanic angle to the tale.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. Joy is an important facet of Christianity. Jesus was beaten, crucified, and raised from the dead. So we shouldn't spend our lives looking stern and sorrowful. The news is good even though our existence often seems dark and dreary.
I went to sleep at four a.m. I woke up at 11 a.m. I read the paper while going to the bathroom. A twelve-year-old boy in Australia was killed by a crocodile while swimming in a lake. The authorities haven't been able to recover the body. Unfortunately, the child was probably consumed by the reptile.
I turned on Fox News. O'Reilly will interview Obama during the Super Bowl halftime show. He's currently asking his guests what questions he should raise with the president.
Not one of them addressed the 800-pound gorilla in the room. America is an off-shored economy. So how can a diverse nation of 320 million people thrive in a specialized highly-technical economic environment? The answer? It can't. We need manufacturing. America is slowly dying on the vine--a tragic victim of the greedy corporate fat-cats.
On that happy note, I'll talk to you later. God bless you all.