Sunday, February 12, 2012

Not So Super Sunday

I slept most of my day away.
I got in an internet spat over why Whitney Houston's death is NOT a tragedy.
One of my good friends spent the day in the hospital because his mom's brain is/was hemorrhaging (she is in stable condition as of the writing of this).
Hines Ward might not play his last year or two as a member of the Pittsburgh Steelers.
My ex's youngest niece asked today why I no longer come over to visit.

Shit, if this is the kind of stuff that is going to go on all off season long then I might just decide to be forced into a coma and not wake up until Pre-season starts again.


  1. Just a crappy weekend.

    New rule: no one I know is allowed to die or even go to the hospital. Ever.


  2. imo


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  3. I sort of feel bad saying this but Whitney had faded due to her relationship with Bobby Brown. I mean, she could still sing but not at the level before the Brown Relationship. To me, she would always be a great singer but she had already seen her best days. Yes, it would have been nice to see her at the Grammys when she got older, but like you I agree it was not a tragedy, it was a great singer who has passed away. All due respect.