My TV let me down last night. There was nothing on. I was forced to make my own viewing decision. I talked about this movie before — two-lane blacktop. Starring James Taylor and Dennis Wilson. Two drag racing drifters in a ’55 Chevy, racing a GTO across the country for pinks. I put that film in and it’s relaxation time.

Damn, this is my kind of film!

I got on the bus last night and the guy behind me started talking on his cell phone. I’m not going to say anything about the guy, I mean, I very easily could repeat the whole boring conversation but I won’t. Let me just quote him and I’ll let you be the judge. At one point, he said, “Dude, you kick ass and take names!” A whole bus ride of that crap. Enough said. Cell phones and people — what a lovely mix.

I got to thinking about my awful Diet Coke with Lemon purchase last night. The next thing I knew, I had a fish bowl full of the stuff. Not sure what my point was/is. Just taking a stab at art, I guess.

A fish bowl full of Diet Coke

(Bob needs a hobby)

Humid and sticky today. First rain, now unpleasantness — when will it end? Something odd happened to me last night. I got off the sofa and looked in the mirror. The odd thing was I was wearing a hat. I have no idea when I put the hat on — it was just there. What makes it even stranger is I’m not a hat guy. I only wear a hat in the rain.

Now for a new segment to BobBorden.com. I call it, Dreams I Kind of Remember. Here we go — I had a dream I was hanging out with a girl. It wasn’t a sexual dream, we were just simply spending time with each other. It was a nice feeling. Thank you, that was Dreams I Kind of Remember.

That’s it. Have a great day. God Bless America.