I'm kinda let down with the response to my "Outsiders" post. Thought I had a real Winner there.

I just think he's dumb and his Music is shitty.

Wha . . . The Production is the only good thing about "Born In The USA".

Toronto, Our Improvisational Comedy Friend of The Great White North! Mississauga,  where The Kids In The Hall went to High School!

If you're rich you can have a bodyguard. When Tommy Chong was in prison not long ago he had a gigantic Samoan dude protecting him twenty four hours a day. That must have cost a fucking fortune.

Mississauga is good because I've never heard of that name before. I imagine carloads of Comedy fans driving around the Deep South looking for the place, getting nonsensical directions from gleeful black children, and eventually getting eaten by alligators in a swamp somewhere.

UPDATE: Nobody gives a shit.

All I flaunt is my complete disregard for you and your silly ideas about the World and Reality.

Wow, Dr. Demento! That was the shit when I was twelve years old. That and painting model railroad cars while listening to the Beatles on a fucking reel to reel tape recorder. Then we'd take the cassette tape recorder outside to sit in the ditch by the highway and make comedy skits we'd actually mail to Dr. Demento.…

But . . . I AM a bigoted homophobe!

You know I gave you that one, right?

You can call me "a bigoted homophobe" if you want. I don't think gays are important, I don't think what you call me is important - Do whatever you want. I don't give a shit.

I said I didn't read it.

Yeah.

I'm the trollinest.

Hey, you guys wanna talk about crap but I'm the one who has to make sense? I should just take all my stuff and go to the thread about the dead Disney Songwriter Man. Motherfucker made a living hell out of my childhood with that Mary Poppins crap.

Oh, a lotta bullshit.

I don't remember. My Best Friend in New York has lived in the same building as Plimpton for years. One Sunday after a full weekend of drinking and smoking dope we went down to the laundry room, Martha was down there throwing her stuff in the dryer, I told her how sorry I was about River Pheonix, and I think she hit…

Yeah, but what if Stephen King writes it? Christians? Living under a DOME? SCARY SCARY!!

If I was a gay dude I'd be too busy blasting the new Springsteen CD and leaving comments at rollingstone.com to care about Kirk Cameron.