But we don’t actually get kids until Thursday. Today and tomorrow are only meetings/in-services, which are tedious and horrifying.

But at least we don’t have kids.

Gone are the days of constantly refreshing theScrabbled hoping someone would post something worth commenting on, or trying to find an opening into the ages-old argument of moon landing hoaxes.

So long, eight hour The Wire marathons, and getting three Netflix dvds in the mail, watching them, and sending them right back out the next morning.

Summer, you whore, I hardly knew ye.

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Oysters, tuna, salmon, blue crab... all disappearing.

The future does not look very delicious. Not very delicious at all.

i was bored on saturday night

In case you forgot about these fuck-ups…

FEMA gave away about $85 million in household goods meant for Hurricane Katrina victims, a CNN investigation has found

Source

Alien 3, Rocky 5, Phantom Menace, and Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull?

Poor Pleo!

I saw this video that finally validates her existence.

I don’t know if any of you saw this, or are interested, but the PBS FRONTLINE two part special Bush’s War is available in whole (plus extras!) online here.

I’m watching it now, and it’s pretty good.

Well, today was his last chance to get his shit together before the season started. Let’s see how it went…

Eaton (L, 0-3) IP 4.2 H 11 R 7 ER 7 BB 2 SO 1 HR 1 ERA 7.94

Because the world outside my door is a frightening place full of things like “The Sun,” and “Fresh Air.”

There’s this show called Bleach which is apparently all the rage these days… anyone (else) know it?

A little while ago, Luke told me about chef, Grant Achatz of Alinea, a restaurant with five Mobil stars and rated Best Restaurant in America by Gourmet Magazine. Supposedly his food is out of this world imaginative and delicious, hitting all of the senses at once. Like his “mango duck dish . . . served on a deflating pillow that releases lavender-scented air.” Really amazing stuff. And he’s just 33 years old! But the title of this post isn’t about food or restaurants or how wonderful and imaginative people can be. It’s about life’s hateful nature. So what could turn this good story sour?

Just remember: if I die in a hail of bullets after ripping out someone’s neck with giant, giant blood-slathered fangs… I want you to have a candlelit vigil in my honor.

Never forget.

A perfect and hilarious list.

And who else is not happy about it?

...and NBC went through pains to explain how hard they considered airing the videotape they received, and their battle with ethics versus public interest was laid out ad nauseum while they played it over and over?

Did anyone notice today that TV was wallpapered with pictures of this guy shooting people right next to his suicide note, claiming that he was now “going to be famous” and everyone would know him as a monster?

Guess they got over those issues.

God, I really hate news agencies.

Check out this awful article about protecting yourself from all the many mall shootings that are doubtlessly going to rain down upon you this holiday season. And dig the terrible graphic of a weapon that must have been pulled from a videogame.

“Police say if a shooter opened fire in a store with direct exits, you should go outside.”

No shit?

...it simply does not have the kind of high-minded discussion and righteous indignation I’m looking for in a message board. I’m sorry, but you’re all boring sinners and smut-peddlers.

Instead I will be going to this site where I can discuss what really matters: the ever-present menace of Satan and the dire need for the salvation of the American soul. That, and how Super Mario Galaxy is a thinly-veiled homosexual recruiting tool.