Some things

It's odd that I'm posting for the second time is two days. I never do that.

But I've finally decided that I want to be when I "grow up." *drum roll* I want to be a cross between Amanda Palmer and Shawn Harris. If you've never heard of them, I'm not surprised. If you think I'm insane and need career help, I'm even less surprised.

Way to knee Bill in the nuts, Tony. Way to laugh at his misfortune, Jack.

Normally I wouldn't comment on things like this, because I could scarcely give less of a shit about most pop-culture, but I found out today that Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz III and Ashlee Simpson named their son, born today, Bronx Mowgli Wentz. Seriously, guys? As if he isn't going to get enough shit for being famous people's kid, you named him after a section of New York City and the main character from the Jungle Book. Whatever, he'll be more rich than I probably ever will.

It scares me that there's a mini Pete Wentz out there. Next thing you know there will be little Alex Gaskarths. Then my world will explode.