The Jimmy

Just snapping into a Slim Jim, pondering what changes I need to make to my play-calling in NCAA 2005...

Mmmm... spicy beef jerky. I find it to be the most sensual of the salted, cured meats. "Swiss colony beef log, baby, makes a young boy scream and shout..."

Well, practice went OK last night. It has already become obvious that my shoulder is gonna be a problem all year though. (sigh) I try not to throw hard in practice, and just save it for the games, but it still hurts. Oh well. I'm still lookin' forward to the season. I think we'll be decent. Worried a little bit about our pitching, but we'll see. There was this hottie who was walking the track last night. I guess she must've made at least four or five laps. I think it was distracting everyone. On an unrelated note, I got the most sleep I've gotten in four days last night, about six hours. I needed it though. My head hurt all day yesterday after I didn't get to sleep until 2 AM Tuesday morning. So I'm up to 18.5 hours the past four nights. Woohoo! I feel so refreshed, like a phoenix, rising out of Arizona.

Mom has this funny way of being nosy. First of all, I am a pretty private person when it comes to my dating life. I just prefer to keep most of those things to myself, as you can probably tell if you read my blog very often. I mean, it's no big deal though. If you want to know something, just ask, and I'll tell you. Anyhow, yesterday she was like, "What did you have for supper last night?" I said, "I went to the Mexican restaurant." She was like, "By yourself?" That's how she always does. Of course I didn't go by myself. I'm not eating out in a restaurant by myself like some psychotic loner... unless maybe it's Applebees where the waitresses are gonna end up coming and sitting and chatting anyway.

I was asked the other day why I seem to remain friends with many of my ex-girlfriends. That is a very good question, one that I'll have to ponder for awhile. I'll get back to you on that ;-)

"The Jimmy" was on last night, definitely a top 25 ep, IMO. I think many of us have experienced a shower that didn't take. And this is the first ep where George begins referring to himself in the third person, imitating Jimmy:
J: "Don't you see what's happened, he couldn't talk , he's wearing these shoes, he's drooling."
K. "What!?"
E: "He thinks you're mentally challenged!!"
J (thinking that it is entirely possible): "Well...you know."
E: "Well, what happens when you show up? He'll see that you're not."
J: "Not necessarily, because..."

J: "You took a shower."
G: "It didn't take. Ten minutes from now, I'll be sweating all over again. I can feel it. I'm a human heat pump!"
K: "You should take cold showers."
G: "Cold showers? They're for psychotics."
K: "Well I take 'em." ROFL

E: "Do any of you guys know that blonde guy at the health club who's always on the exercise bike? You know, he's really handsome?"
G: "I wouldn't know."
E: "You know, just admitting a man is handsome doesn't necessarily make you a homosexual."
G: "It doesn't help."

Then Jerry thinks he has been violated while under the gas at the dentist.
J: "I don't know, but I was spitting out and rinsing like there was no tomorrow." :-D

"Friends, get scattered by the wind, tossed upon the waves, lost for years on end. Friends, slowly drift apart. They give away their hearts, maybe call you now and then..."