Over these past few years, I’ve accepted pho bo vien into my heart. Yes, I know… it’s soup. I’m one of *those* people.

Wait, hear me out. Look past the surface, and what do you see? Noodles and meatballs! Sauce, soup, are they really so different? Ok, it’s not tomato based but I think that He’s bigger than that. This earth of ours is 2/3 water, so why is it so hard for people to accept that the sacramental noodles would be good in soup?

I’ve heard all the snide little jokes and insults. I’ve “watered down” my faith. You’re all so clever.

Anyway, that’s where my heart is. I hope you can accept me.

Bravo is going to show it in the US, starting in December. They’ve made 13 episodes. One guest per show, to talk about their music.

* Yeah, sure, it’s a cheap joke. Mea clupa. I’m a weak, weak man.

Me, either.

One thousand thanks, then, to the mighty Buffalax who has translated Daler Mehndi’s magical incantations from his native Punjabi into English for we lesser mortals.

I think he speaks for us all when he sings,

All around, got Miss Mary very hostile
and your fiddler’s very rusty
it’s a very merry bus full

If you have not seen this before, make sure that you DO NOT MISS the Amazing Dance of Awesomeness that begins at about 1:50. If you are not happy after watching this video, I will refund double your money.

Bless you, Daler Mehndi, and bless you Buffalax.

Turns out, this is me. I’m as surprised as you are. I thought that, at the very least, I’d be a man. Oh well, you learn something new every day.

What the heck is this all about? I’m glad you asked. A hot girl explains the details.

What’s that? You want more? You DEMAND more? Normally I wouldn’t do this, but ok. Click on over here and Andi will share some of her sweet, sweet, candies.

“All I did was trade lunchables”.

TiVo has trained me to handle that, though!

My first instinct was to grab for the remote and just rewind to show her what had happened. Umm… Doesn’t work on the cat. My hand was half way there before I realized what I was doing. D’oh! Stupid brain.

When I told Deana about this, she said that she sometimes imagines clicking on the laundry and just dragging it to the “Upstairs” folder. Way easier than carrying it.

Here’s a snippet of my meeting this afternoon. I’ve been working on my “anger issues”. See if you can spot my coping tool.

It’s my first trip to England, and there’s all kinds of stuff that I don’t know. I mean, what are the duties of Super King? Am I supposed to fight crime? Do I get a sidekick? Am I licensed to kill? I bet the room has all kinds of cool science gizmos and an underground lair. I think it’s pretty well known that science is better when it’s underground.

I need to start working on a theme song.

I can’t wait to get over there and start being King. Where are my Monkey Butlers? What do you mean you don’t have any Monkey Butlers? Super King demands Monkey Butlers! In hats! And a pony! And have one of the monkeys ride on the pony when he brings me the TV remote! To heck with that, I’m far too busy to watch TV. Have one of the monkeys watch TV for me, as well. But I’ll tell him what channel. Take that, monkeys.

Best of all: I’m not just the Super King, I’m the Super King EXECUTIVE. I bet that means I get to boss the other Super Kings around. I will be a cruel boss, but fair. And cruel. The other Super Kings will resent me at first, but over time my heroic deeds and brutal cruelty will win them over.

Too bad it’s only a three day trip.

This is going to be GREAT!