Kristin Chenoweth

She is a small person. I saw a few moments of the country music award show that was on last night. She looked positively elfin compared to Trace Adkins.

So... Kim, Violet, and I went to Blimpy Burgers in Ann Arbor last night. To say the least, it was a pleasant experience. While it seems absurd to drive 25 minutes to get a burger, I am glad we did it. The University bought the building, and Blimpy Burgers will move on. I do hope it can survive the transition. I also find it depressing that the University is going to turn a sixty year cultural landmark into a parking lot.

Oh, don't tell me they won't. The University is going to pave Blimpy Burgers, and put up a parking lot.

I am a little late on my blog entry this morning because I tried to sleep with just an ibuprofen. That was a bad idea. Tomorrow night, I will take an I-800 and some acetaminophen. I do want to get away from the percocet. I can't wait until my ribs stop hurting. I look forward to running.

Oh, yes... one last thing. I respect Stephen King as a writer. I just can't actively seek him out. I mean, one county over, a woman was beaten to death for the sin of taking her garbage to the curb. I don't need to read about fictional horror, yo.

Thank you for reading, and if the fancy hits you, sound off in the comments.