3. Something you wish you knew before eating two boxes of White Cheddar Cheez-Its and falling asleep to a twelve hour House marathon:

            I’m not sure.  Except I don’t feel good.  And I have many white cheese fuzzies stuck on and/or around my mouth area that have spilled onto my brand new blue Snuggy.  Damn.  

I’m also pretty sure that my stomach discomfort, left-arm numbness, excessive adhesion of white-cheese fuzzies on the facial area, and delusions of a winning the 2011 Ford Edge Grand (and other great tailgate prizes from College GameDay Analyst Kirk Herbstreit) are symptoms of a rare genetic disease involving the allergy to all light-emitting objects. 

This realization has sent the DogHouse (i.e. name of Buhbba and Co. residence, which, in full disclosure right now is just me) into a flailing effort to rid the apartment of all such light-emitting objects.  All light-bulbs have been changed and sheets have been hung over the windows for temporary relief until more decorously chic filters can be installed. 

ATTENTION ALL NEIGHBORS WITH RIDICULOUSLY CUTE CHILDREN:  THIS IS NOT A GIANT TEEPEE I HAVE BUILT TO PLAY A MASSIVE VERSION OF INDIANS AND COWBOYS IN.

Although that would be cool.  That would be, like, really really cool. 

I wish I knew earlier not to write posts after 10pm when crazies take over my brain.  

I heart cheeeeeeeese,

Buhbba