So we're slowly getting the website together, but as long as you get my cute and hilarious ramblings on the blog, you're good, right? Couple of things - first the funny stuff. Jack got his report card, and he did wonderfully in reading, writing, even great at math of all things - so not like his mother there. Everything was top two rankings, steady progress and excellent progress. He only got ONE needs improvement...and that was in "Organizes time and materials." LOL Holy shit, he is so my son!

Anyway, check out www.ilistpaducah.com and yours truly is the iLoveit feature, with a pic of me from last year as a cocktail wench that was killed in a bar fight, and it lists all the hot halloween events this week. I'm probaby going to try to make it to Friday's Rocky Horror, since I missed Teenage Rehab play last weekend, take the kids trick or treating with Amy K and Kai and Asher, and then def hit The Independents show. God, you guys get me drunk and I'll tell you the rest of that Evil Presley story. It's hilarious. Ann had to come pick me up in the ghetto at 2am.

Last night went to Guys Night Out at Maiden Alley, where they were showing mothafuckin' Road House. I was pretty stoked. I've got some credit with them, so I thought, "Free beer, free food, I can dig it." For the first 20 minutes, I was the only one there. Then Steve, the Mr. Wonderful who runs this site, came in and we drank beer and talked some shit. Like, five more people showed up. It was awful. I told Landee I hadn't seen much promotion for it, and it was raining like a bitch. But I got some beer weenies, budweiser, and a t-shirt. You can't beat that for a Tuesday night.

In local scandal news, I got a text from Gabe Camacho this morning saying that Raunchy Ron of the Al Bundy's had died last night in a car wreck. I was like - Hmm...I seriously hated this motherfucker, okay hate is a strong word, but I really really don't like him. He's just a dick. He would be in Jeremiah's and when people would walk by he would just scream in their face, for no reason. I was like, dude, I did that to cheerleaders in 8th grade. Ooo...you're so different and crazy. Puh-lease. So I was like, do I put something up on the website sending prayers to his family at least? (And yes, I pray...to my own super nature sex goddess that looks like She-Ra.)

Well, I just heard that it was all a hoax started by him and Jamie Pigg to get them publicity. Pigg even sent me an email this morning at 2am saying they were putting a press kit together and wanted to know if I'd write a review of their CD. (The answer would have been no before this bullshit.)  Mother. Fuckers. And I thought about not mentioning this anywhere, just to not give them what they're wanting, free promotion - but I was too pissed. Lazy Dave is nice, but I have no fucking use for the rest of them. Ronnie from Hi-Fi is pissed because he put Facebook stuff up all over the Pad Prom (Paducah Promotions) site - and I don't blame him.

All I really have to say is the next time you fake someone's death, pick someone people actually like - because otherwise, the general consensus is... "Good riddance, asshole."