Ah, it s Wednesday. Better okay, I know, I m being obnoxious. Imagine that. The Grizzlies are playing San Antonio tonight, and I hope they kick some ass, and now I have to get out of here. As always, I really don t care what you do this week, because I don t even know you, and unless you can get me that Celine Dion special video so I can use it for torturing purposes, I m sure I don t want to meet you. Besides, it s time for me to blow this dump and go see if Fancy Feast makes labels in Braille.
—T.S.
