I think what's freaking me out the most this season is that stupid video I made in 2008, the one about the Tarot cards. When I predicted Prince would be fired after his third season, it was a safe bet. When I said his replacement would win a national championship, I was just farting purple smoke--I didn't really believe it anymore than I believed all of my own Catmatt Mojo BS.
Now, however, if it comes true, I'm going into hiding like Mick Jagger after he saw Sam Shepherd's Tooth of Crime. Last thing I need right now is to get burned at the stake.