Lovey dovey.
Well, if February 14 has to happen, at least the weather gave me an excuse to shun the outside world until rehearsal tonight. Also on the upside, I got a thoughtful Valentine's Day card from my mom yesterday, with an even more thoughtful gift card to Red Robin Diner. For the uninitiated, Red Robin is a wonderland of artery-shredding fried joy, from its bottomless steak fries with seasoning to its space-age theme burgers. My personal favorite is the Royal Red Robin Burger, a bacon cheeseburger with fried egg. It's gllarrrghhhpbbbttt...sorry. My heart stopped for a second there. The important thing is that there's no better way to show your love for a person than by giving the gift of meat. Plus, umm...my mom thinks I'm cool.
Now that I think of it, I probably should have bought those cheapo paper valentines and given them out to my friends. I don't even know what the kids are into these days. Are the Power Rangers still popular? David Cassidy? Citizen Kane? I actually gave out WCW valentines one year in college. It was the best ninety-nine cents I ever spent. Other than the gift of meat, there's no better way to show your love for a person than by giving them a brightly colored piece of paper with the picture of drug-addicted, thirty-five year old street urchin Raven on it. See?
Of course, it wouldn't be Valentine's Day if I didn't pop in a DVD of the finest V-Day special ever, The Simpsons' I Love Lisa. So don't forget that I Choo-Choo-Choose You, and Let's "Bee" Friends, okay? Because if you say no, I will get my badass revenge:
Now that I think of it, I probably should have bought those cheapo paper valentines and given them out to my friends. I don't even know what the kids are into these days. Are the Power Rangers still popular? David Cassidy? Citizen Kane? I actually gave out WCW valentines one year in college. It was the best ninety-nine cents I ever spent. Other than the gift of meat, there's no better way to show your love for a person than by giving them a brightly colored piece of paper with the picture of drug-addicted, thirty-five year old street urchin Raven on it. See?
Of course, it wouldn't be Valentine's Day if I didn't pop in a DVD of the finest V-Day special ever, The Simpsons' I Love Lisa. So don't forget that I Choo-Choo-Choose You, and Let's "Bee" Friends, okay? Because if you say no, I will get my badass revenge: