Monday...

Its probably just a coincidence that I feel this way today, but have you ever felt just...off? I don't feel right today. Not bad, exactly, but not good, either. Strange.

Didn't do anything exciting last night. Just shot some pool and had a couple drinks. Literally, just a couple. Went home, and was in bed by 11pm because I had an early morning today. Maybe that's it. Ah well. Let's see what going on in the world, shall we?

Hugo, Hugo, Hugo. The devil? Isn't this the guy that said if we invaded, Venezuela would repel us with bows and arrows? The guy ain't all there.

President Ahminidijad...I think...The guy is charismatic, I'll give him that. However, I don't think he's any different than any other politician. That's ALL he is, in my opinion.

My beloved Cubbies flat out SUCK. However, Da Bears are doing fucking AWESOME!

I'm pissed that no network carried the Edison Miranda/Arthur Abraham fight this weekend. Sounds like it was a barnburner. However, the Diego Corrales/Joel Casamayor fight on the 7th should MORE than make up for it. It will be brutal, dirty, and foul infested...and that's just Casamayor. Don't miss it!

Oh Crikey!

Well, I'm sure that everyone has heard about it by now. Steve "The Crocodile Hunter" Irwin was killed this past weekend by a stingray. No, that's not a typo. A stingray. Not a croc, not a fer de lance or a king brown, not a brown recluse. A fucking stingray. To me, this is like Jeff Gordon or Dale Earnhart Jr, racing and racing and racing at unimaginable speeds, and then getting into a fatal wreck in a minivan going 20 mph.

I think I feel the same way alot of people do about this. I'll miss the man. He was a great entertainer and an even greater person. I can't, however, say that this comes as a great shock. The first time I ever saw the man's show, I said to myself, "This guy is trying to kill himself." He wasn't, but he was certainly travelling at the edge. Which is why we watched and its why he was loved. Another part is that we felt that we "got to know him" a little. In a large part because his family was part of the show. At least, that's the way I felt about it.

Like most things, I eventually got bored with watching The Crocodile Hunter. I moved on, but I'll never forget his show, his antics, his pure love for the animals that he was trying to teach us about.

Goodbye Steve, and rest knowing that you left the world a better place than when you got here.