So, I walk into a bar, and the bartender says, 'Hey kid, let's see some ID!' Get it? I did!

Okay, this has nothing to do with the title (when does it really ever have anything to do with anything, I wonder?)

There's the magic word, hidden at the end of that unscrupulous sentence with the parenthesis tucked away within yet another sentence. I. Wonder.

Sometimes I wonder the following:

1) Why up is up and not down or left or right or south.

2) Why I'm the only one who seems to notice that everyone but me is a complete and utter moron.

3) Why I claim to think I am smarter than all of you. Who the fuck am I kidding? (YOU, ya dumb bastards! HAHA!)

4) Why people who write other blogs can't seem to find the shift key in order to capitalize their sentences.

5) Why people seem to think that blasting away a smaller country who wants to be heard will solve all their problems.

6) Why I haven't dropped dead from alcohol poisoning or chronic cynisism (I hear it's quite a way to go).

7) Why my internet doesn't work when I'm bored, and does when I'm not.

8) Why patriotism is somehow different from nationalism.

9) Why I refuse handouts when I could really really use them.

10) Why lists always seem to end at the number 10.

11) And why people don't seem to care what comes after.

Waiting for the answers.
Andrew