No, I’m not crying. It’s the dilation drops from the eye doctor.
No, really.
Yeah.
No, I’m not crying. It’s the dilation drops from the eye doctor.
No, really.
Yeah.
Far back, in the mists of ancient time, there existed a technology for sharing one’s thoughts, musings, memes, and other nonsense. You may have heard of it, if you’re over 40. The web log, or blog. The [more...]
I guess it was around Halloween -- the exact date escapes me, since that pesky earthquake wiped all things from my brain around that time -- when the Travel Channel presented the live ghost show from Winchester House [more...]
Intellectually, I have no real issue with people scavenging in recycle bins out on the street at night. But emotionally, I’m freaked out.
I think the Fark entry says it best:
Condoleezza Rice buckles to pressure: Agrees to provide meaningless, unhelpful testimony before irrelevant committee of congressional idiots