I've been having some concentration problems lately. There are many things that just keep creeping up in my mind, getting in the way of me doing, you know, whatever it is that I do.

One of the sources is next Thursday night. Survivor premieres next Thursday. In other news, my wedding anniversary is next Thursday. Luckily, the wife likes Survivor too. Still, neither of us were planning on spending our wedding anniversary with Jeff Probst. Though honestly, I think it would be pretty cool to spend an evening chatting it up with Probst. My first question would be, "What the hell kind of name is Probst?" Then I'd ask, "Gerri, from Australia. You hit it, right?" He'd be like, "You know I can't answer that." Then I'd be like, "Hells yeah, Probst!" Then I'd high-five him, and whisper "You should have gotten Amber before Boston Rob did man, she's way hotter."

Then the wife would be like, "Happy anniversary." Then I'd say, "JP, we should probably table this conversation about which survivors you tagged, it's a little inappropriate, don't you think? Let's get back to your name..."

Another source of my concentration problems is this:

Steve Harvey's hairline is unnaturally perfect. Uncomfortably perfect. Everything about Steve Harvey's hair makes me uncomfortable. It never changes. It's like his hair is fake, but I don't think it is. It gives me the willies, man. Steve Harvey's hairline steals 5-10 minutes from my life every day. Does he trim it prior to every time he's going to be seen? Is it a hairpiece? Does he feel like he's ever had a bad hair day? I'm so amazed and confused about how it looks like that year after year.

I'll be feeding the boy some baby food carrots. Steve Harvey's hair will sneak its way into my mind. Next thing I know, it's 7 minutes later and the boy has smeared carrots all in his hair, and he's crying because the bowl he just toppled over into his lap is now empty and he's still hungry. Wife will come in and be like, "What the crap is going on?"

"I was feeding him, then Steve Harvey, and now he's covered... I don't know!"