Well, the United States was eliminated from the World Cup on Thursday. They deserved it for not playing well. Since the U.S. is gone, I've had to find a new team to cheer for. I choose England because of the man Peter Crouch. If you pasted my head on him, you would know what I look like playing soccer. He is 6'6" and one scrawny dude. Plus, he sometimes does the robot when he scores.

In other news, I stopped the TV on TLC's The Baby Story the other day. This woman was giving birth (one of those water births) and not having any fun whatsoever. At one point, she has a terrified look on her face and screams "Oh God! What is that?!" One of the nurses calmly replied, "That's the baby's head."

There was an attempt on Kelly's life the other day - by a glass of water. Unfortunately, I could probably be charged as an accomplice. You see, I thought she was looking out the window as her back was turned to me. She had actually turned to drink from a glass of water. I put my hand on her head and startled her, prompted inhalation of a mouthful of water. There was much coughing, but she's ok. I just have to live knowing I almost drowned my wife.

The Watchmen film is back in production with a new director. This time it's Zack Snyder, best known for the remake of Dawn of the Dead.

I can't help but feel that the prospects of a truly great adaptation are lost. After reading the reviews for United 93, I am convinced that Paul Greengrass (the previous director attached to Watchmen) would have handled the film with all the realism and subtle political nuance that it requires. I can't imagine Zack Snyder bringing the same kind of sensitivity to the project.

But I could be wrong. I certainly would never have chosen the director of The Frighteners to take on The Lord of the Rings, and that turned out pretty well. All I know is that, like Lord of the Rings, if Watchmen isn't adapted absolutely perfectly, there are going to be a lot of angry nerds to deal with.