I’m sensing a blogging/jogging parallel here. I have a little trouble keeping up at the beginning, but ultimately I wind up having to carry a winded, sobbing Russ home in my arms. I’m going to hit my stride soon, I just know it.
So I have some questions for you today, Russ.
1) Does this mean that we have to stop looking at Cakewrecks, or is that the kind of question that a poseur would ask?
2) Tell me more about “Dead Boys.” Wait, that’s not a question. Would you be so kind as to tell me more about “Dead Boys?”
3) Do you think our moms are reading this yet?
4) Will I ever get “Break My Stride” out of my head, or is this another way in which “Glee” is destroying my brain?