Tuesday, January 18th, 2005 | 21:58
Let me be your honkytonk woman

I was playing guitar in the living room with the sound on the television turned all the way down (Why wasn't it off? So I'd have something to keep my brain from concentrating. Duh.). Michael came in, announcing his presence with a very amusing,
"Hey there, Honky Tonk!"
I'm still laughing.
The Hour and Scrubs have single-nightedly re-established my faith in the cathode-ray tube. GUN!
Boring my ass!

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