...Superman, marriage, and unnecessary effort...

I’ve begun watching Smallville. I have to admit, I’m hooked. At least it’s not something gay like the O.C. or Northshore (sorry Heather and Becky, but it is). It’s about Superman, well, Clark Kent, before he was ever Superman, as a teenager. Apparently, Smallville is full of kryptonite, and the kryptonite has differing effects on humans depending on how it’s used (or what the plot of the episode calls on). All in all, it’s pretty cool, I think.

I just want to say that even though I may not always show it, I love my wife very much. I don’t always do the right things, or say the right things, but I love her. Don’t ask where this is coming from, I wouldn’t tell any of you; let’s just say it’s a long story that I don’t feel like telling.

I make efforts when no one else will; and I'm the one who's the asshole. Erich, you need to get your priorities in line, man. Figure out who your friends are.

Quote of the Blog: “Even peace may be purchased at too high a price.” – Benjamin Franklin

Quilled Tunes: “One Thing” – Gravity Kills