Fat Chicks

I went to see a burlesque show on Saturday night, which as everyone knows is a show about dancing fat chicks, but there were no fat chicks. Not a fat chick to be seen. Color me disappointed.

There was a hula-hoop, however.

I also saw a puppet show about a guy who looks like V from V for Vendetta, only instead of trying to blow up British landmarks, he told stories about chefs who want to eat dancing chickens. And I saw Borat on Friday. And Saddam Hussein was sentenced to death today. The laughs just keep on coming.

I feel like eating a big box of cookies and drinking chocolate milk. That's officially on my to-do list, which goes something like this:

1. Don't die.
2. Buy The Sopranos Season Six: Part One on DVD.
3. Watch Football and win in my fantasy league.
4. Eat a big box of cookies and drink chocolate milk.
5. Be nicer to British people.

My week is coming along nicely.