My dear friend and former quasi-roommate took what I discussed in my last blog about the Jesus car run by the blood of Jesus, and took it to a whole new philosophical level.

So this vehicle runs on the blood of Jesus? Communion wine is supposedly the blood of Jesus through the power of transubstantiation, (hey Catholic schooling was good for something besides making me and my friends prey to the naughty fantasy of the male species). Ergo, this Jesus car must run on wine.

However, as Allison put it, seems like such a waste. "I'd rather be drunk and walk." Cheers to that, Allison.

Anyway, if only I had anything of importance to say. The college students on Jeopardy's College Championship are sad excuses for Jeopardy contenders. I'd rock Jeopardy, as I am a fountain of useless information. They just failed the film directors category. It was so easy. The one putz suggested the Coen Brothers as being the directors of "Speed Racer."

That actually makes me angry.

It really shouldn't, and is just further proof that I am a dork.

I got completely sidetracked from this blog in part thanks to a delightful phone call from LC and this abomination of a Jeopardy episode.

I want to go all Samuel L. Jackson on it.

"You are an abomination! You think it could go on like this forever? Living like this with no consequences? There are always consequences!"

The key to reading a part like Samuel L. Jackson is to say the lines like you're really only thinking about the paycheck.

And yet, I still love him.

In other news, I loved the movie "Iron Man." It made my comic book loving heart swell. And Robert Downey, Jr. is dreamy.

Yeah I said it. Dreamy.

I have little to no shame.