Does Anyone Feel a Draft?

Stock market commentary: yowch. Luckily for me, I was planning on eating cat food in retirement anyway. Unluckily for me, I had my heart set on the namebrand stuff. (I don't think it's that big of a deal; if I had any money, I'd be buying. That's a one-way ticket back to Iams territory!)

I've got my fantasy baseball draft tonight. Here's my draft order:
1. Albert Pujols - this is a no-brainer.
2. Johan Santana - top starter in mlb.
3. Ty Cobb - overdue for a comeback.
4. Buddha - crushes an inside fastball.
5. Dick Cheney - I see an early March impeachment, followed by his conversion to a knuckle ball reliever.
6. Hank Blalock.

(Any Texas Ranger fan could tell you that the real joke in that list is number 6.)

I'll end this on a TV note. If any of you get the InHD channel, you need to watch for a show of theirs called Three Sheets. A new season starts up here in a couple of weeks. It's basically this travel show where this guy goes to a foreign country, drinks with the locals, and then investigates local hangover cures. If you're looking to see some French alcoholics in high-definition, that's your show. It's also pretty amusing, although one should note that comes from the man who enthusiastically endorsed Barbership, the series.