• Nothing worth griping about today. Spending the day at work on the monthly publication. Like I’ve said before, I LOVE coming in on the weekend as opposed to trying to get this shit done during the workweek. I’m by myself, got AC/DC playing in the background, without the hassle of the idiot boss or phone calls, and I’m wearing shorts and a t-shirt. No, I want the above-mentioned hassles along with that “DEADLINE” looming on the horizon. And to make matters better, I don’t have to come in on a workday sometime in this pay period (Right now I’m scoping August 24 or possibly the 27th.)

• Boy what a pussy.

Beckham aggravated his injured left ankle earlier this week and will be a game-time decision when the Los Angeles Galaxy play the New England Revolution on Sunday.

Yeah, like what’s the big deal. It’s only an ANKLE. In the sport of SOCCER. He ought to man up and play through the pain. Grant Hill did and look how great his NBA career was afterward.

• Assuming this is true...

Charlie Sheen claims ex-wife Denise Richards wants him to father a third child.

 

"There was a request for a donation," Sheen tells syndicated TV show "Entertainment Tonight" in an interview that was to air Tuesday night. "Without getting into it here ... there is a specific document relating to this that I am going to reserve for a court."

...it only makes me LOL even harder knowing that Richards' character in that one Bond film was a nuclear scientist, or something like that. It’s been years since I’ve watched “The World is Not Enough" so my memory is a bit hazy.

Bond gains a hand from a research scientist, Dr. Christmas Jones (Richards).

I was close enough. Look, I get that you have to suspend belief when watching television programs or movies, but this is a bit too much.