Maybe I could write a story about an eighty year old hitman who…oh…wait

Yeah I’ve got absolutely nothing for this week.  And I’m still sick.  And I can’t think.

I had the day off today.  I got my haircut, ate reheated fried rice and slept through about ten of the eleven episodes of Monk that I were on my DVR.  Love that Tony Shalhoub.  Also, Captain Leland Stottlemeyer created my absolute favorite, “Where have I seen that guy before” moment for me a few years ago when I first started watching the show.  Obviously if you’ve never seen it then you have no idea what I’m talking about but if you have seen it then you can probably place Stottlemeyer’s sort of low pitched mumbly walrus voice which bothered me for weeks because I knew I had heard it somewhere and I didn’t want to IMBD it for some reason.  Anyway, the guy who plays Stottlemeyer also played Buffalo Bill in “Silence of the Lambs.”  The revelation was shocking.  I’m still waiting for the writers of Monk to craft a scene where he’s demanding that Monk puts some lotion into a basket for some reason.  Good stuff.

I’ve got nothing.  And my head isn’t working.