“There’s an ass on your t-shirt!”

A couple of months ago I got a free Salt Lake County Democrats t-shirt for helping out at the county convention, and since then I’ve worn it to do important things like go to the gym or make midnight runs to Taco Bell. On Tuesday afternoon as I was leaving Trolley Corners, a man in passing said “A Democrat in Utah! Ha! GOOD LUCK.” Is there a support group for battered Democrats?

I’m telling the Burger King

On Thursday night, I took SML with me to the Dairy Queen in Sandy so we could eat ice cream in the car. I do this often because my cravings for food after nine are unbearable and sometimes violent. We drove through a rainstorm to get the Dairy Queen and for the first time ever I wished I lived in West Valley City to have quicker access to Dairy Queen and other white folk who eat fast food in their cars.

WTF

On Friday night just before bed, I was browsing the Internet and found out that Christina Aguilera is married. I responded with something like, “SML! Did you know Christina Aguilera is married!?” My face was probably contorted when I said that because seriously. Where. Have. I. Been. She has been married since 2005. I feel really let down by Star Magazine.

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