I'm Watching You People

Today the Roman Catholic Church selected a new Pope. Pope Benedict XVI is now head of the Roman Catholic Church. I hope he enjoys being the mayor of Vatican City. A lot of people at my job were disappointed at the selection of the current Pope. Someone called him the "Antichrist" another person got so upset she had to go home. As a lazy protestant, I don't really have any business telling the Roman Catholic church what to do. But it seems to me that the only thing the Pope does is tell everyone what not to do, then everyone goes and does it. Now this Pope is supposedly very strict and conservative, so judging by the stuff he will probably being telling the Roman Catholics not to do, we are in for some fun times. Let's do this.

I was in the park eating lunch by myself the other day and these little tiny kids were walking around blowing these little toy horns. It was an awful sound and I wanted to say, "Hey, hey, hey, enough. We get the picture!" But then I thought why do we stuff like that to stop children from doing their silliness. What is the picture? A picture of little kids wanting to play their two dollar horns? And if I get the picture what do the kids care? All they want to do is walk around blwoing the cheap little horns and pat each other on the back for what good job they're doing.

What else is going on? The weather's been nice. I see the sundresses are starting to come out. Do men have the equivalent of the sundress? The jeans and t-shirts? Do women get excited about spring time because of all the guys in jeans and t-shirts? I have no idea.

What's going on in the world politcally? George W. Bush is still going strong. Who is this guy? He won't stop acting like he's president he just keeps on going on like Florida never happened. Would you seriously trust him with your money? WOuld you snd him out to get groceries for you? You'd tell him all the brand names and specific foods you want and when he'd come back he'd have one shopping bag, be wiping crumbs off his face, and have a new hat that would say something like "FBI" or it would say "DAMN SEAGULLS" and have plastic bird crap on it. Then the first thing he'd say after wiping the crumbs away from his mouth would be, "I couldn't find the eggplant so I got you..." then he'd mumble something and pull out some piece of crap wrapped in plastic. And you'd just have to smile and nod because you gave George the money.