First off, I think this is one of the better stories I have written, so please check it out. I do believe it has appeal to you non-sports people.

I frequently look out of my bedroom window before, for no reason in particular. All you can see out of my window are other apartments, the garbage dumpsters, and occasionally a rare bird flying around. Last night, the rain picked up for about 20 minutes or so, and when it did, I ventured over to the window to see just how hard it was raining, except it was not the rain that caught my eye.

When I looked outside, I saw my next door neighboor sitting on her living room couch topless smoking the sticky green. She was doing it via pipe, which was odd considering her shade was WAY up. Now, it is important that I interject that my neighbor is built like an underaged Chinese gymnast, which is why the topless part of this story is not an issue. But my question is this: If you are going to partake in such activities, aren't you supposed to close the shades, lock the doors, and basically treat your apartment like its about to be hit by a hurricane? Who opens their blinds and their windows, and then brings further attention to themselves by doing it topless? Makes no sense at all. My lady later told me that this woman is currently a Georgetown Law School student, which explains a lot. Wait, I think I am snitching right now...

By the way, I forgot to mention that my lady and I had a football challenge going on during the regular season. Each week we had to pick the winners of the games using the point spread that was given to us. And she whipped my ass this year, picking 20 more correct than I did. In fact, this is the second year she has defeated me. I could type an entire list of excuses, but the fact is she's beat me two years in a row. She is a formidable opponent.



A few months ago, I posted this Alexander O'Neal video and I said it was quite possible the worst video I had ever since given O'Neal's shifty eyes, his shoulder pads, and his questionable behavior while he was in his bed alone. Then last night, I saw the video you see posted below, and damn if Peter Cetera doesn't look like a young Bill Parcells in drag:

Peter Cetera - Glory of Love