Sundays
I feel the need to remind folks that the Sunday Archive stuff is just crap from my Gmail. Instead of deleting it, I’ve decided to post it, because I’m under the delusional assumption that nobody reads GS anyway…so why not?
I feel the need to remind folks that the Sunday Archive stuff is just crap from my Gmail. Instead of deleting it, I’ve decided to post it, because I’m under the delusional assumption that nobody reads GS anyway…so why not?
Here’s a standard GS rant from March of 2006. I don’t think I ever front paged it… Probably because it’s boring.
I decided to take control of the Sarah Palin picture thread. Everyone’s talking all political when we’re really here to celebrate America’s Hottest VP Candidate. And her Satanic daughters. Page nine is where I just let my Piper Palin obsession …
For anyone who thinks there’s anything intelligent or redeeming in the American media, I present to you CNN’s headline from a little while ago:
Ah, money. Money’s always a problem. But if I had the money, there are tons of things I would do differently with the books I publish.
I’ve been slowly recovering from a brutal summer cold, but am still planning on going to Gonzofest at the Flying Dog Brewery on Saturday. Though, right now, my sinuses are still fighting insurgents in South Ossetia, so I might just …
Oh-ho! No Boble today, because I’ve spent the last week and a half being sick and pathetic. So, instead, we’ll talk about why Scipio was a lousy general.
You know what I hate the most about the internet? It’s that it makes it difficult to kill time.
I love it when I’m sick. Flu, cold, sinus infection, whatever. It’s great. Every year, I look forward to the time off from work, batting around the apartment in my boxers and feeling sorry for myself.
I have plenty of quick email notes to myself, often sent as the start of an article which I intended to finish upon arriving at the office, or at home, or whatever. Of course, I rarely did…