Friday, September 01, 2006
(12:50 AM) | Rob Breymaier:
Friday Morning Confessional
I confess that I don't care one bit about Jon Benet Ramsey or the guy who didn't kill her. I confess that I also don't care at all about the girl who disappeared in Bermuda. I confess that I keep considering running a tally of such stories just to see if my hunch is right: they only run these stories about white girls.I confess that if it was my child who was missing, I'd want every media outlet possible to air the fact that my kid is missing and I want my kid back. I'd want Geraldo looking for my child. I'd want the Enquirer letting every nosy neighbor know what my kid looks like. I'd want CNN to show the world how beautiful my child is. I'd want to cry on the Today show in the hope that people would look for my kid on their way to work.
I confess that I drive to fast when I'm alone in the car.
I confess that I could probably eat breakfast burritos for every meal of my life until I died and be happy about it.
I confess that, when speaking, I use the word "real" when I should use "really" more often than I'm wish I did. I have tried to curb this tendency to no avail.
