Before I forget, Real World is filming in DC, hence websites like

http://antirealworlddc.blogspot.com/

What I'm not exactly sure about is why everyone in the blogosphere hates them? I mean, they're (almost) paid actors. I think the real dupes are people who wanna go get in a fight with them and shit.

Ironically, I could see myself getting into a fight with them and shit just to be on T.V. although this fantasy has really been tainted by UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship). I could never kick that Brazilian Jui-Jitsu guy's arse.

Save yourself the money and rent some adult vids.

Johnny has absolutely no time for blogging, but I just wanted to pop up on the grid and comment on what has fascinations and notes..

* Air France 447 going down in the middle of the ocean, and being obsessively and morbidly fascinated by what might have gone wrong in those final ten minutes. Also the black boxes are four miles down. Why can't a submarine go grab them? Submarines can only go 0.75 of a mile before they get crushed that's why.

* Michael Jackson passed away, age 50. Makes you wonder about your own life and did you do everything you wanted to when the day was over.

* Electric Light Orchestra of 70s and 80s fame, who I dismissed because, c'mon now, they basically sang the soundtrack for Xanadu -- Xanadu!!! (Newsflash from the 80s -- Roller Disco is dead! and by dead we mean tacky). But by some serendipity I found their Time album and it is pretty rocking (Thanks Wiki for entries on autotuner and Cher/Believe).

* AC Unit at rental failed and Johnny will be out a good 4k very shortly.

That's the news in a flash!

lolwut ?

http://www.trutv.com/library/crime/photogallery/caught-in-the-web.html?curPhoto=8

Happy 4th of July every body!

Gonna do my best to eat ten hot dogs today and lots of other holiday desserts!

Once upon a time, there lived a boy named Johnny.. who got locked out of his house. And by once upon a time, I mean twice actually. So like any normal boy with such an affliction, he vowed never to be locked out again, and with that, he wrapped a spare house key in foil, and prudently hid it under a rock. Or under a flower pot. Or in a flower pot. Or somewhere... very safe! In the back yard.

You know where this is going.

Johnny can't find the key anymore. Not that he really needs it at the moment, but it would be nice. Also it would be somewhat prudent to locate it before wrapping another key in foil and hiding it in the backyard, one would think.

Johnny basically has no rutting idea where it is. Boo!!

Today's Winner:

(612): I'm torn. Shes everything I ever wanted, but I just cant get past the story about having drunken sex with her dog in high school.

Bret musta pissed someone off cuz a propman dropped a big sign on his head! ha-ha!