Last summer I had a tendency to wake up at 4:00 AM in the morning and had to go pee. Of course I would pee, sit in bed, and watch some early morning tv. During the school year, I didn't have the freedom to do so because if I did that, I'd feel all crappy and tired for school the next day. This summer however, I've been waking up more towards the 5:00-6:00 AM time frame. There's not a lot of good stuff on, but the usually. Here's basically what I find:

*Music videos on MTV and VH1. I prefer VH1 in the morning because they play alternative stuff. MTV has too much rap for my taste.
*Informercials on how to make money quick selling real estate or using eBay. I love watching the eBay one, but not really into the real estate stuff.
*ESPN. I love how they have Sportcenter (Sportcentre for all you Canadians) during the mornings because I usually miss it during the night. Good time for me to catch up on what happened 12 hours ago.
*Girls Gone Wild Informercial. I won't touch on that one.

Today at volleyball I wore my Minnesota Timberwolves jersey in honor of one of my favorite basketball players, Fred Hoiberg. His nickname is "The Mayor" because he was so popular in college that he got three write-in votes for mayor of his city. Anyway, there's this guy at volleyball that was wearing his Antawn Jamison jersey from back when he was a Golden State Warrior. Everyone agreed that I could take him if he wanted to challenge me.

The latest addition to my list of websites: www.daveandlana.com. My brother is designing a website for them. Check it out (I haven't yet but I'm sure I'll get to it before they get married). And you know if Lemmyboy's Blog endorses it, it has to be good.

Some days I wonder what it'd be like if I were rich. And not rich as in having a job that pays $100,000 a year, but filthy rich where I could wipe my butt using $100 bills. My dad only buys lottery tickets when the jackpot is some ridiculous amount, and once me and Dave actually prayed that we wouldn't win. Although having $40 million dollars would definately make life easier for the family, winning would mean a new lifestyle. But that lifestyle wouldn't mean happiness because I think it'd make things worse. Here's why:

1. We'd worry about security. We couldn't live in the Sunset anymore because we'd be afraid of some people breaking in. We'd have to move to some fancy pancy mansion with security all over the place. I'd have to "release the hounds" on anyone who steps on my property, even you.
2. People would ask us for money and donations. Although I'd like to think I would make some donations to charities, I'm sure the phonelines would ring nonstop by organizations I didn't know existed. Let's just say I'm not about to donate $50,000 to the Save The Owls Foundation.
3. People will look at me differently. When someone is worth $30 million dollars, you expect me to be stuck up. Plus when we go out to dinner, you'd expect it to be on me because ol' Allan over there wipes his butt with $100 bills. And I tell you what, handling all the bills could get ugly. Plus I wouldn't know if all the people I meet after I win the lottery are using me for my money or actually like me for me. That's the great thing about being poor (like I am right now) - if someone is your friend right now, you know he or she is not using you for your money.

So here's a toast to all of us poor bastards.