I'm re-reading what I've posted today and laughing at myself because I write like I speak: massive run-on sentences, excessive use of parenthetical phrases, (probably) improper emphasis on words.
To me, it makes total sense. But reading it over, it's cracking me up.
Oh, well; as Abbie would say (see, there's that "kid funny" thing again)..."Too bad, so sad!" Can you tell that possibly sarcasm is a gene that can be passed along like no fashion sense and a tendency towards slothfulness?