Watching Baby Boost with the boy. It's classical music with, like, birds and shit. It used to be these cartoon characters weaved an actual storyline, but now apparently the producers have gotten too fucking lazy to bother trying, and so every once in a while a cartoon alligator pops its head up on a bus, waves, and ducks back down. But I don't write to comment on children's shows today (one of our seven revolving topics); rather, it's to celebrate the big 20, as in 20,000 hits.
The last 10 came a lot quicker than the first 10, so if we can just whittle that down to a single day, we should be all set. Stay tuned to Candy and Cigarettes, where we're lining up some new gimmicks, which will include some (but not all of the following): celebrity dancing, vocal talent competitions, teen dramas (about vampires, werewolves, and minotaurs (http://tinyurl.com/38o8g36), fat ignorant tarts living in New Jersey, cheerleaders, and privileged white men complaining about stuff.
Thanks for reading. I'll have something more clever this afternoon. Maybe.