Ahh. It's Friday... Happy Anniversary Kate & Willie!

I suppose I'd be remiss if I didn't mention the big shindig that took place around 4 am DST today. William and Kate got married. Now I know I've ragged on this event all month; i just think it's so silly for news people to giggle and gossip about how the bride might wear her hair, or what her dress will look like, for months on end. Guess I'm not very girly that way. Like in a Matt Lauer way, I mean.

I must say, though, that William looked so handsome and she so beautiful. You just have to like them, this newly married couple. They're adorable, they seem to be as down-to-earth as they could possibly be given the circumstances, and they seem to want to act more like people than like gods in human form. And of course I couldnt help thinking how sad it was that his beautiful mom couldn't be there to see her son marry.

Do you know that some news anchor or another recently said that Charles actually has a servant whose job it is to put the toothpaste on his toothbrush  for him? Would you really want a guy like that running your country someday? I dunno. I prefer more of a man's man, one who can prepare to brush his own teeth. I jokingly made the remark one day that I doubt he can use the bathroom by himself. Not so funny when you consider it might be true, is it?

Anyhoo, the wedding was lovely, one that only the British could pull off, I daresay. I'm kinda glad it's over though. Enough is enough. Let them live their lives the way they choose. Neither seems the type to embarrass the country or shame the royal family, God forbid. There's been enough of that.

I have to wonder, if we had a royal family here in the States, from whom would it be descended? George Washington? Michael Jackson? O.J. Simpson? Yikes. Makes me shudder. Let's just stick with the "highest office goes to the highest bidder" system we have now. At least we all know the rules.

Congrats, Kate and William, No hard feelings. Mail delivery here in our neighborhood is slow, and I have no doubt the invitation will show up next week sometime.

Isn't there some kinda wedding later this month?

Why are people so fascinated with the "royal family" in Great Britain? I never got that. Here in the states, we call families that breed too close to home, well, in-breeds. It makes for some weird physical characteristics and some odd behaviors.

I had a veterinarian explain to me once that pure-bred dogs have so many health and behavior issues because they have been OVER-bred to the point of, let's say, diminishing returns. A labrador retriever will work itself into a lather over a flashlight beam on a wall, chasing it until he collapses in exhaustion. A pure shepherd will gnaw on its foot til it falls off. A poodle will bark its brains out if it hears a particular sound. In other words, their gene pool is too shallow. The wiring is fried.

I have always secretly thought that, if one were to ever catch Charles with his socks and shoes off, one would probably discover he has a few extra toes. He just doesn't look right and let's face it folks, he preferred Camilla to Diana. That makes no sense whatsoever. I remember back when Charles and Diana were courting and finally married. All the talk in the media was "Oh, the lucky commoner...marrying into royalty!" I used to think, "She's hardly the lucky one. She's getting a constipated mother-in-law and a gawky jerk with an overbite out of the deal."

And now the pendulum swings back. William is marrying, and he appears to be marrying a beautiful, charming "commoner" with common sense and a bit of disdain for the pomp and circumstance that comes with the "royal family." In fact, didn't I hear that they will not have a lot of servants in their new home? I believe I also heard that Charles has hundreds of them, because he is incapable of wiping himself without a servant to oversee the process. I don't think he actually believes he's a run-of-the-mill human.

At any rate, I will be glad when all the fuss dies down. I do not care what kind of cereal William ate this morning, I do not care who's making Kate's dress. I do not care to download all the recipes for the canapes we can expect to see served at the reception. I do not care what happened at the bachelor party or the bachelorette party, and I do not care that William wil not be wearing a ring. Who cares? Do we really think he's going to cruise bars trying to pass himself off as a single bloke?  It's just silly.

In England, the people are informed daily of all these trivial details, but here in the States we get involved by our illustrious leader in yet another war and have to hear about it on the news after the fact.

I just don't get it.