It's the Final Countdown...

Well the end of my bachelor days is almost here. That's right as of today I have one week left until the ball and chain is forever attached to the leg. Don't get me wrong I love Ashley and am looking forward to wedding. It just blows my mind that in seven days it just won't be "me" anymore but "we". It has been a pretty hectic week getting to this point as well. I took off 2 days so that we could attend a few final meetings with coordinators, priests, dj, etc. This in itself wouldn't be a huge problem if it wasn't for the fact that all said meetings were on the other side of the bay. So, of those 2 days I spent aproximately 20 hours in a car. I have since made a promise to myself that after this wedding that I will not spend anymore than 2 hours in a car for an entire year just so I can recover.

What the hell man?

So I was watching some of the major news channels today and found something even more disturbing than what Obama's pastor has been preaching or whether McCain can maintain an erection. That's right full time coverage of Christine Brinkley's divorce trial. Be still my heart. Now I know that other more prolific writers have probably discussed the need for celebrity news to be covered by genuine news networks but I just have to throw in my two cents. I can understand reporting the death of a Z list celebrity but really their divorce trial. Wouldn't this be more appropriate for E! or extra or any of the other million shows devoted to celebrity gossip. Maybe CNN is hurting for ratings. Maybe Fox News wants to be in with the cool kids. I don't know. This leads me to another thing, what makes Chistine Brinkley more newsworthy than say Madonna? She's getting divorced but nothing on the real news is said about it. I guess Ms. Brinkley is more sophisticated. And who is really surprised that a celebrity is getting divorced. "OMG, did you hear that (insert crappy actor/actress/musician name here) slept around on their husband/wife/boyfriend/girlfriend/long time partner?" Obviously the whole world would be better off if we castrated every single person that had a desire to be a celebrity. They wouldn't be tempted by any sexual urges and then they might focus on doing something productive like make a good movie/album for a change.