Spewing out my thoughts before bed

The garden is planted again with the exception of some spinach seeds, but I'll see to that tomorrow. My mom and I are growing peas, yellow beans, Swiss chard, lettuce, red and yellow tomatoes, strawberries, some flowers, some spices, bell peppers, carrots, green onions, radishes, naga morich peppers, and bhut jolokia peppers. We're mostly growing the last two as a joke, but we might make an intense hot sauce. I'm growing dwarf sunflowers again and making another attempt at growing tea. I soaked the seeds longer and weighed them down so that they'd stay submerged and cracked the seed coats this time, so hopefully they won't rot before they germinate.

I am ever so delighted at the way Jon Stewart blasted Rob Ford tonight. What a useless mayor he has been! I'm not going to miss him when this is all over.

News article for those out of the loop: http://read.thestar.com/#!/article/5195ab2e7b1eac38c806a9de-rob-ford-in-crack-cocaine-video-scandal

There's a lesson to be learned from all of this: if the fourth-largest city in North America is stupid enough to elect you as their mayor, don't get caught on video smoking crack and don't get photographed with a drug dealer who will be murdered some time after the picture is taken.

When Psy performed at the finale of American Idol, my mom and I couldn't tell if what he was signing sounded like diarrhea, gonorrhea or pyorrhea, so I renamed the song Psyorrhea. I don't care to remember what the song was actually called. That basically sums up my opinion of Top 40.

Call me old-fashioned, but I must say I really don't understand this fashion trend where women buzz a patch out of the sides of their heads. It just looks so ugly. I understand it for people who have had brain surgery, but if I ever had brain surgery, I would feel compelled to shave my whole head to make it even because the patch would bother me so much. Maybe it's the greatest thing ever and my disdain for it can only be attributed to my irrational need for symmetry. Either you have that or you don't.

Bach did. Handel didn't.

I'm no Star Trek fan, but I have a hilarious idea for a parody of the last two movies where William Shatner plays Captain Kirk's future self warning everyone that they're in grave danger and nobody believes he's Captain Kirk from the future.

Those are my thoughts for the night. I'm sure I'll have plenty more to keep me from sleeping until ass o'clock.