I think Ernie has cursed me. Since my post berating him, my nose has started running and I've sneezed like 10 times. Ern, I am sorry. Please undo the curse. If you need another chicken beak for the ceremony, I'll bring a live chicken over. I just don't wanna be sick. It would stink if I were to also develop a stomach issue and meet my meat while hanging over a toilet bowl.

If there were a movie about your life, who would you pick to play yourself? I think I'd pick Judd Nelson for myself. He's a bit older than me, but he's held up decently. The Breakfast Club is one of my all time favorite movies and he was so darn cool in New Jack City. 'Course he'd have to color his hair.