Happy birthday Cullen!

I offered Cul our beat up old van that is supposed to go to the junkyard for his birthday but he turned me down. I don't understand it. I thought every boy wanted a car for his sixteenth birthday.

And in other news I got a telemarketing call from a church. Not only did they want me to join they wanted me to be a leader. How queer is that?

I was so tired writing my column today that when I read the words "stocked with rainbow trout" I thought it said "stocked with baboon." Now that is an interesting image.