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Fred died.

I love Yehuda Moon.  If you do not, you might have a problem.  Yes, if you do not like Yehuda Moon, you might suck.  Or, you might not like bikes.  In that case, you might suck.  I’m sorry to be the one to tell you this.

I follow religiously every morning.  Yesterday, this almost made me cry.  Getting sad over the death of a cartoon character might make me suck, but remember that watching “The Simpsons” is — as one family member has pointed out — like a church or mass or some such act of devotion for my brother and for me, doubly so when we are together to watch it.

I mean, I think it’s only logical.  “The Simpsons” is probably the greatest thing to be invented since bikes, even better than Dunkin Donuts or pain medication.  Watching it whenever you can just makes sense.  It proves that, despite my walking into things and spending my adult life in school, I am not a complete idiot.

You should love the Yehuda Moon comic and “The Simpsons” — prove your worth, I say.  (And buy me a shirt while you’re at it.)  I mean it.

Mensa listed the ten smartest shows in television history. Complete bull hockey. Any list of the smartest shows on television that does not include “The Simpsons” must be compiled by a Neanderthal. I’m serious. Hell, any list that has anything other than

1) “The Simpsons”
2) “The Simpsons”
3) “The Simpsons”
4) “The Simpsons”
5) “The Simpsons”
6) “The Simpsons”
7) “The Simpsons”
8) “The Simpsons”
9) “The Simpsons”
10) “The Simpsons”

is complete crap. I don’t believe that whoever made this list have ever seen any other shows.  In fact, I hereby charge that the group or board or person who made this list has never seen anything on television before.

I’m very glad I stopped paying my Mensa dues. Really, I did. It was expensive.  What? Oh, yeah, I got into Mensa.  I’m not stupid or anything you know.  Geez.  Dang.  Come to think of it, maybe that would be good on a resume’.  Maybe I should pay my dues.  Make up for the whole spent-my-adult-life-in-school thing.