My life may need a laugh track

All right guys, so I've finally given in to this whole bloggity blog thing, and I've decided to blog it up. I figured that if Iran's President Mahmoud Ahmadinijenad (there's no way I've correctly spelled that, nor do I think there is a way to correctly spell it) can maintain a journal of his most outlandish thoughts (and get national press) so can I. Only I'm not expecting national press.

Besides, Matt's Shipper-Receiver blog has been an effective tool for keeping connected with friends, and just bridging relations. So I guess this way I can avoid those emails to all my distant friends and relatives that I keep repeating over and over, to each one, because they all wanna know “How are you, Jason Mckinley?”

I guess my main influence for this is Tanya, my girlfriend, who tells me that I live a sit-com life. She's referring to the time I dropped my keys down the elevator shaft. Or the time I got arrested to for moving a park bench from one park to another (I was 16!), or the way we met — during a zombie acting class when we were both extras in Resident Evil 2.

So what crazy stories do I have today? Nothing really. I received a scarce amount of fudge on my McDonald's sundae, and when I asked them to give me more, Bobby—the most precocious 14 year-old I've ever met—told me that they had insufficient fudge. I just had this funny image of “INSUFFICIENT FUDGE” flashing on a debit pin-pad screen.

It looked nothing like it does in any of these models:

Maybe it was only funny to me.

I'll try for something more compelling tomorrow. Sorry that my life isn't as thrilling as Tanya tells people it is. I think the kick she gets out of these things is simply because she lives such an uneventful life. Sorry babe, but you know its true :)