Offensive

A few years ago, I got a notice in the mail announcing that a sex offender had moved into my neighborhood. He didn't stick around long. I guess there wasn't enough hot 8-year-old tail in the area.

Now another sex offender has just moved in, right across the street. He's a creepy looking old guy too. Aren't there any attractive, female, 20-some-year-old sex offenders who prey on innocent 32-year-old victims?

Out of retirement

I had to come out of blogging retirement to make a quick comment on Brad Delp, the lead singer of Boston, who committed suicide by locking himself in his bathroom with two lit charcoal grills and breating in that mesquite flavored carbon monoxide.

Until this past week, I had no idea who the lead singer of Boston was. You would think he had a pretty good life. He sang songs for a living, probably mainly during the summer with REO Speedwagon, STYX and bands like that. He probably was a millionnaire.

Yet, in his suicide note, he said he had lost the desire to live. Like I said, I didn't know anything about Brad Delp, but what I did learn was that he was engaged to be married this summer.

So I am guessing that, given two choices: (1) to be a rock star, but a married rock star or; (2) to be dead, Mr. Delp chose death.

I'd probably make the same choice.

That's all for now.

Your friend, Wirthy - single and loving it.