Life with Mikey [8-10-09]

By Mikey

Summer is beginning to wind down and that can only mean one thing: Jay Leno's prime time show is almost on. I don't know about you, but I've really missed that guy over the last few months. The only jay walking I've seen recently has been on Main Street. The only headlines I've seen have been on my forehead. Jay, we need you now more than ever.


I don't understand a lot of things they talk about on Frasier, but I love that dog.

I guess people gave up looking for Carmen Sandiego.

Whispering is really rude unless a baby is sleeping.

The Big Gulp is not big enough for me.

I never found Porky Pig very funny. His stutter makes me sad.

Streaking is pointless.

I will always eat a piece of jerky. Even in the shower.

I'm not the kind of guy who cares about asking for directions. I'd rather not get lost.

I had a cigar last night-- a bubble gum cigar. I blew a huge bubble, too.

The Smurfs hasn't held up very well.

Making a pipe out of a corncob seems like a good way to use a cob. I usually just throw mine away.

I haven't ran a comb through my hair in probably three years.

It's August and I'm already dreading doing my taxes. At least I can watch the Andy Griffith Show to take my mind off of it.

"Jump Around" by House of Pain is the only rap song that I like. I almost want to dance when I hear it, which is more than I can say about any other song.

Charlie Angels was a great TV program, but the movie was pretty terrible.