Louis C.K. Is My Secret Lover Man

I can't keep it a secret any longer.

The cat's out of the bag.

Rumors have been flying and yes, they are true.

Louis C.K. is my secret lover man.

Why?

Because his comedy makes me laugh and cry -- usually at the same time -- and, in spite of his fame and fortune, he manages to make me feel like he's just an average guy, a working class stiff, as imperfect as I am (maybe moreso) and he gives me hope and happiness and makes me realize that being a loser (sometimes) is not so bad and being embarrassed and doing stupid things is really, really not so bad, after all.

And he makes me laugh and laugh and laugh. Really hard.

Besides doing stand-up comedy and HBO specials and talk shows and winning fancy awards and blah blah blah, he writes, stars in and directs "Louie," his own FX series, and he manages to fearlessly let his guard down and expose his fuck-ups and his tears and his flabby belly and his vulnerabilities, and he shares his sometimes spot-on insight into human nature and shows us what makes the world go 'round.

I love his humor and sometimes when nothing seems funny and the world is filled with just a little too much sadness, his videos give me a sense of direction and let me see a little light at the end of tunnel and make me feel better and laugh despite not always wanting to.

Thanks, Louie!

Stand Your Ground

Even though I don't live in Florida, I want to pay homage to Florida legislators for their "Stand Your Ground" law.

Here's how it works:

1. You drive around your neighborhood late at night, in the dark, with a loaded gun.

2. When you see someone you don't recognize, you call the police.

3. Report to the police that the person looks like they're on drugs (whether they do or not), and tell the police that the person looks like they're up to no good (whether they are or not).

3. Then, follow the person with your car. If the police tell you not to follow the person, keep following them anyway.

4. Once you drive as close as you can to the person, get out of your car and approach them.

5. If the person looks at you the wrong way--I mean in a way that makes you feel really, really afraid--or if the person looks like they might try to defend themselves against you (because you are a dangerous stalker) you shoot them. Dead.

You. Shoot. Them. Dead.

6. Next, you wait for the police to arrive. Once they get there, tell them how afraid the stranger made you. Tell them you were in fear of your life. The police will let you go home, because you are a victim. Even if the person you just killed had reason to be in the neighborhood and/or is proven to be just an innocent person, you still get to go home. 

By the way, Stand Your Ground laws will probably work best if white people shoot and kill black people rather than the other way around.

7. Lastly, sleep well knowing you are keeping your lily-white gated community free of societal menaces such as rapists, burglars, drug dealers, murderers, and minorities.

Randy Travis

I don’t listen to country music much, but heard that Randy Travis had a stroke and is in the hospital. I was driving to work and it was headline news. I don’t know a lot about him except that he came from humble beginnings and worked his way up to the superstar that he is. I also know that he has a super-deep relaxing sexy voice. When he sings, there is no strain on his face or his voice, he’s just a natural who seems to love the people who listen to his music.

The YouTube video posted below shows him singing Roger Miller’s “King of the Road” with total ease. Notice how much Travis loves his fans as he spends the whole time signing autographs and shaking hands rather than smiling into the camera like other more pretentious performers tend to do.

Heartfelt wishes for health and comfort to this country great and his family.

And thank you to 1616jlg for posting this video: