You Should Just Sit In the Car In the Driveway Longer and Talk About It

I've been mostly offline this past week because The Born Loser has been in reruns so I got a bunch of posts scheduled and just focused, as much as I could, on my writing. It was nice not really knowing what was going on in the world. When I got back online Friday night, Trump was rambling about the reflecting pool and how it doesn't look enough like a hotel swimming pool and then on Saturday night he put on an elaborate stage play about how much we need at $400 million ballroom. I don't know. I say build that ballroom as quickly as possible and then just seal him up inside of it.

March 27, 1988

If Brutus can't make the concert, can the barbershop quartet still go on as a trio? Or, will the trio have to find a fourth and ultimately pull, oh, let's say, Wastrel Gravesite in off the streets to perform with them?

And you may question Brutus joining a men's group that sings, but I feel it's like when Bill joined the Harmonaholics on King of the Hill. He's lonely and depressed and this, inexplicably, gives his life meaning.

"You'll have to walk to Biff Hooper's birthday party." "How come?" Because the car won't start, you idiot! You should know this! You're sitting in the same car!!

Do guest have to be at the party at a certain time or they are locked out or something? "If I'm not there on time, Stephanie Lovelocks won't be there and it's not a party without Stephanie Lovelocks."

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