edit IT'S BETTER TO FEEL GOOD THAN TO PUSH PEACH PITS IN YOUR EARS

Second try today and it will be brief as WLAL has an appointment. Yes, it does have a corporeal existence and does not spend all of it thinking of lame witticisms for this imaginary radio station. It has friends (at least it thinks it does), a relationship (well, sorta),a dog except for the fact that it has none and a refrigerator that contains two gallons of vanilla soymilk. Betcha that gets the twitter count up. WLAL digs soy. Can you believe it. Soymilk sales in America will go through the roof as cholesterol counts come down. The power of these words to move millions stuns me. It is a power I do not take lightly and use with the utmost discretion, knowing it can destroy lives and disinfect toilets. We are still in the "how long am I going to keep this up?" state, knowing that anything short of 500 posts would not even get onto the lamest "weird things on the net site." There are billions and trillions of people out there, each one approaching the web with an eye to potential immortality whether they admit it or not. Knowing that there is a way to market their bologna cutting machine to google and convince them to feature it. Google cuts through bologna, they plead to the deaf ears of executives who have turned down atomic milk straws and recordings from the dead. They are discriminating, these google folks, which is why they own all of our lives. What are they going to do with them. Eventually will there be google cemetaries as the population ages and if there is communication after life will will be friending each other from beyond the grave? What if one of us is in heaven and the other in the other place. Will there be enough 3G juice to carry our messages to each other? I said this entry will be short. Anything longer than this is not short so this is WLAL signing off for now. You all be good to each other and give the mailman a kiss and tell him you heard about it on WLAL.