Seen by my pal Teresa today at Kinko’s:
My ‘helper’ was a stoner with ‘NOTHING IS PERMANENT’ permanently tattooed on the inside of his forearm.
Seen by my pal Teresa today at Kinko’s:
My ‘helper’ was a stoner with ‘NOTHING IS PERMANENT’ permanently tattooed on the inside of his forearm.
I've finally formulated a theory on what will be revealed at the end of Lost, and I haven't seen this idea elsewhere so I'll post it and let the net assimilate it, chew it over, and spit it out.
Sobriety, laudable in many respects, does imply rigidity of thought. The best presidents were open-minded, and generally open to a drink. The nondrinkers, at least over the last century or so, were terrible presidents.
You knew this would happen. I got my iPod nano this morning when the store opened. It’s the curse of the early adopter, the horrible compulsion to be the first person on your block to have the latest gadget. A [more...]
