TV makes me feel smrt.

I’m getting used to the daily Roswell ritual.

Work.

Go home to Cozy Cowboy Cottage.

Take shower.

Drink alcoholic beverage.

Get on laptop.

Drink 2nd alcoholic beverage.

All while surrounded by the atmosphere of television ambience.

Why does America have so many commercial breaks?

Anyway, tonight Greg Jr. (32) and I watched Transformers 2. His dad is the one who started a fight club in high school.

While watching Transformers 2, I found out what it’s like to have a severe case of ADD and experience the solution.

Before Transformers 2, we watched the E! channel for a good hour. It was about the Top 100 Worst Beach Bodies or something, with a bunch of interview clips of flamboyant, no-name critics talking about how people should look.

Ever seen Mike Judge’s Idiocracy? That’s where we’re headed.