todd tells a long story, part i

Oh, what a waste of time that was.

I spent a large chunk of today reading Seanbaby's webpage. I hate that site because it's so ridiculously funny, mostly by displaying some of the most ridiculous crap humans have ever made. I always waste more time than I want to when I go there.

Seanbaby is famous, to me at least (which makes you question my definition of "famous"), for his Hostess comics collection. In these ads from comic books in the late seventies, stupid versions of your favorite superheroes shilled for Twinkies, Ding Dongs, and the like. They were all horrible.

But today, I found Seanbaby's news story on fitness and America. There's no point in my telling you what it's about - you can follow the link easier than I can type it in.

What my point is, though, is that he got me started thinking about Alyssa Milano. Which isn't hard. Lots of things cause me to reflect thoughtfully on that eighties sweetheart, star of quirky Brooklo-sexual-Yuppie hit show Who's the Boss and nubile inspiration for the Little Mermaid.

Which made me think of my college roommate Frank. Let me explain.

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