Away from the TV. I can feel the intelligence returning to my brain.

Please vote for my shitty rendition of an even shittier pop song.

Please buy our shitty car. And these shitty cookies.

Subway. Eat Faux Fresh.

My wife and I have very different TV viewing habits. She watches it. I don't.

By the time I apply the kid friendly filter, there isn't jack shit to watch.

I am not a home screen whore.

Oh fantastic, they've switched over to the real shitty summer programming now.

Maybe I should move my blog to Tumblr so I can claim Yahoo bought it.