The Mad Rants of a Raving Genius

Great googly woogly! Friday Creek has transformed from mild-mannered trickle to HUGE ROARING TORRENT OF DEATH!!! And it’s only been raining for a week…no, really, our back yard is half-flooded, our front yard is almost half-flooded, and last night, the creek was lapping at the bottom of one of the nearest bridge of Friday Creek Road. It’s madness, I say! In other non-related news, I’ve decided that Thanksgiving is my least favorite holiday (although Easter runs a close second). This came about because of the EXTREME commercializationism of Thanksgiving. What allegedly started as a feast between the pilgrims and the Native Americans who saved their butts by teaching them how to plant corn fertilized with fish has turned into Eat-So-Much-You-Have-To-Buy-A-New-Belt-While-Watching-The-Macy’s-Parade Day. And, in the case of Easter, I don’t see any correlation between the Easter Bunny and the resurrection of Jesus. What has this world come to?? Well, I think I’ve ranted enough. Now I’m off to watch mind-numbing commercials urging me to shop at JC Penney’s, buy Camel cigarettes, and eat at Joe’s. Long live the remote (and 500 channels)!