Random thoughts that occur to me as I fold laundry while the TV babbles in the background:
1. To answer the question being asked every fifteen minutes by the Discovery Channel: No, Nostradamus did not predict 9/11. Or, for that matter, WWII, or Michael Jackson’s death. So please stop asking.
2. If the Illuminati existed, and had ties to freemasonry — as suggested on National Geographic — I can see how they’d try to hide this super-secret existence from the world. But I don’t think such a secretive organization would try to stay “hidden” by printing their super-duper-über-secret symbols on pieces of paper we all carry in our back pockets. And, dude, by flashing a dollar bill at the camera, you have not proved how very clandestine and cagey the Illuminati are.
3. After watching walking through the room while a Guns N’ Roses documentary airs on TV, I’ve decided that Slash is like The Stig — we can’t possibly know who’s behind the costume. I mean, come on — the top hat, the sunglasses, the curly hair in his face: there could have been five or ten different guitarists playing that Les Paul. When one collapsed backstage under a pile of empty Southern Comfort bottles, or spontaneously combusted during the “November Rain” guitar solo, the band just stuck somebody new in the outfit and shoved him onstage.
4. On the subject of Guns N’ Roses: the next time Axl Rose takes fifteen years to produce an album because his artistic integrity is so demanding and incorruptible… remember this video.