It’s not like al Qaeda is waiting in their caves for us to have a sippy-cup rule.
you gotta love bureaucrats.
you gotta love bureaucrats.
i would have guessed that the chances of roger ebert saying “The only rating system that makes any sense is the Little Man of the San Franciscio Chronicle…” was only slightly greater than the chances of being eaten alive by ice-wombats on the way home from work. perhaps i’d better get me some ice-wombat repellant (IWR by its militarty acronym… but then you knew that, of course).
“The great thing about Orbs is that a lot of people believe with all their might that when they die there’s a possibility their spirits turn into flash photography artifacts.”
(can you tell i’m bored? that’s not even from today, technically. although “today” is kind of a meaningless construct anyway. but that’s not as interesting as punching dave sim in the mouth would be, so i’ll leave it at that.)
i think i’m being stupid about firefox tab usage, or else something else is making my fingers hurt.