I had intended to write something intelligent but I just can't seem to

My brain is elsewhere today. Really elsewhere. Probably the result of rainy skies (which I love), too much cold medicine, and RIVALRY WEEK!

Tomorrow is the big game, and today I'm wearing my National Championship shirt and my USC hairbows. Like a 5 year old. Should I put up a picture?

Fight On Trojans! UCLA SUCKS! (turn it up, these are audio links)

I did want to talk about PJM for a second. I am so f*cking tired of this guy and that guy and the other guy taking offense or calling someone else jealous or whatever. It's all a crock. However good an idea it is/was/whatever, you people are losing readership directly because of your association with PJM. You know why? BECAUSE I CAN'T GET YOUR DAMN PAGE TO LOAD BECAUSE OF THE PJM ADS. And frankly, Your Puppy-Blenderness, I am not going to wait 2 minutes for your page to load on our T3 here at work just to see what you said "Heh" about this time.

Also, re: the President's speech at Annapolis this week. Quit yer bitching about not seeing this plan 3 years ago. Isn't it enough that the President actually has a rational and reasonable plan? You know who you are (and you're not liberals either), so I don't have to link you.

To Patterico: Sorry my friend, as they say in the business, you wuz Scooped. Too bad. But him or you, it still makes your point, I guess.

On a happier note, Chuck Z is back home, recovering from his latest heavyweight match with the surgeon.

I need coffee. I particular, the coffee from this place. They have their own blend, which you can buy in the restaurant but sadly enough, not via their webpage. Arrgh.....

Moving along. Geez. I really feel like GIR today..... Taquitos!

Speaking of which, the CotR for last week is up at Like News but Tasty.

Speaking of news, Dad should be home Monday. Yay!

Rob is still sober. YAY! And blogging good. Check him out.

One last, a little Cuban-flavored humor for you, courtesy of the crack staff of Babalu.