If you wish to make a blog from scratch, you must first invent the universe.
This happened:
This also happened:
Oh, and my other lens decided to start throwing errors at me again, after months of good behavior. I don’t think I could have been any gentler to the thing either. I didn’t even take it outside! I still have a little over five years of warranty, but I’m going to be pissed if I have to keep sending it back.
CONJECTURE: The phrase “just sayin’” is shorthand for “I’m a total dick but I’m pretending that I don’t want to offend you”. That’s how I use it, anyway. If this were a real blog, I’d provide a link to some more thought out essay on this topic (which I swear I saw once, somewhere out there).
And if I wanted to be ironic, I’d end this post with the phrase in question.
Answer: Y.
In addition to Randy Marsh, you can find and eat the most delicious tacos ever at this place.
This has been sitting in my drafts for almost a year. I think I forgot to finish it.
1–3 are my mom’s dogg Bosco, 4–6 are my brother’s dogg Suki, and 7–8 are my brother’s other dogg Princess Leia. These were some of the first dogg pics I took with the (no longer very) new camera.
There, I finished it.
I will freely admit that I probably have at least the second worst URL in the history of the earth planet.
In my defense: I was computing under the influence when I registered it, and all the good ones were taken.
In keeping with the times, I have looked into this whole URL shortening thing that’s been taking several of the internets by storm. And so I present, for your ease of use and mine, something that would fit on a business card to be handed out to babes:
http://bit.ly/wwwhatever (wwwowsers that’s short!)
Free Comic Book Day, which was on Saturday, was a joyous and magical experience for all. We, the true believers of C-U, sweated kittens (it was 200 degrees up ins!), ate some pizza, got some free comics, ate some more pizza, got some other comics that required the transfer of money, and sweated even more kittens.
And then a Stormtrooper tried to steal my friend Shaheen’s bike.
For the past few years I’ve had a mental note (to myself) that I would not get married until everyone could legally do this. I’m talking about my gay brothers and sisters here. Anyone should be allowed to put a ring on it.
Then I realized I’d probably never get married, so that’s not much of a stand to take. Sorry.
I decided I would not attend any weddings either, until such time as everyone could have their own.
I know it’s not much, but it’s a start.
NOTE, FROM RIGHT NOW: Anyone thinking about writing to me about “the sanctity of holy matrimony” and all that crap is advised to turn on a TV or pick up a copy of People magazine and rethink their arguments. Such people should also learn to live with being mentally pwned by a ten year old kid.
