My Mom sent me an e-mail about yesterday's entry.

She writes:

I'm on Cara's side, Bob. Really, never speed up.

Ha ha. This coming from the woman who gets nervous if her speedometer reaches 56 miles per hour. I will think before I pass, I promise. I was surprised she didn't chastise me for my bad language. For the first time, I used the word "douche" to describe some poor drivers. I try not curse on this website. I thought it was a little better than calling them "fu@king as@holes," ha ha. Have you noticed "Douche" seems like it's becoming socially acceptable. I've heard it in sitcoms recently and you can't read any gossip about Jon Gosselin without "douche" preceding his name. Something to think about, I guess.

Time for a new feature! Bob Shares His Favorite Piece of Snail Mail.

Today's unsolicited letter comes from the National Rifle Association. Check it out:



I love this because the NRA is offering a free knife if I join. My question; why aren't they offering me a free rifle? That's what I want! If I wanted a knife, I'd join the NKA, the National Knife Association.

Find your cohones, NRA and then I'll consider joining.