If the AXE Label Were Accurate

...my life would be decidedly more exciting, albeit totally early-Augustinian (Juicy, I hope you detect the reference).

Has anybody seen these commercials for AXE-brand products to make boys and men a little more olfactorily tolerable? You know, the one that shows approximately swarms of hundreds and hundreds women who can only be described by the superficial male public-generated word "hot," running with string bikinis a-flopping (along with that which lies under said bikinis) toward a fairly normal-looking kid/guy (aged 17-25, presumably), all because the aforementioned kid/guy sprayed himself with a little AXE Body Spray? I'm here to tell you not to take any stock in those commercials. The same goes for the TAG-brand body spritzing agent (I believe one of their commercials shows three successive levels of young womens' apartments with said female tenants "pole-dancing" around a continuous water pipe, the audience eventually seeing a guy taking a shower in the apartment above). My ratio of "late nights" has not increased, at least not the "late nights" that the body spray implies.

In other news...

Have you ever noticed how people seem to think you're weird, despite having a relatively narrow view of what sort of person you really are? If not, you should consider yourself very, very lucky. (Sorry for the abrupt change in tone; I'm stepping onto the "blogging-for-the-sake-of-blogging" bridge)

I just read that left-handed people are generally more adept at video games and athletic pursuits than right-handed people. (Yep, a few steps further onto the bridge...)

So...yeah...good talk... (I'm now doing "The Worm" on the middle of the bridge)

Good night. (I have finally jumped off the bridge and into the murky, uncertain, yet warm waters of sleepiness)