As my Sunday school group put firecrackers inside of a watermelon and blew them up on the Fourth of July I could only think about one man. This man who once was at the height of comedy; whose hi-jinks were known the world over. That man is called Gallagher. I remember seeing some HBO special when I was a kid. People would come to his shows wearing raincoats. He would then wax political comedy and take a sledgehammer and smash watermelon to smithereens. The audience would leave the shows covered in everything he smashed with the sledgehammer. Why pay money though. Why not do it yourself? Apparently he is in the news again. He allegedly hit a man as part of his act and is being sued for physical, emotional and psychological harm. I am sure it was not real harm. It can't be any kind of harm. It has to be a mixture because of all the emotional and psychological harm involved. Only the watermelon knows the real harm. Let the watermelon speak.

Thought of the Day
"Maybe he's an enigma, a mystery wrapped in a riddle."
"He's a mystery wrapped in a Twinkie."
- Elaine and Jerry, in "The Big Salad"