My commentary on the new season of 24

Anyway, Tuesday is too early in the week to be thinking about the weekend. And that's depressing.

I've been thinking about the fact that no one delivers milk to me in the morning. I miss milk men, because it gave people who otherwise would be bums, their own car. Granted, when they drive around, everyone knows they're the milkman, and pities them and their lifestyle, but at least they can live out of their milktruck.

That's right, for no reason I just felt like slandering milkmen, of whom I have never known a single one. Because I'm that edgy. You can't look away because I'm saying the things everyone is thinking, but no one has the balls to say. About milkmen.