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The intelligence level of truck-ball owners is roughly equivalent to the ability of the collected carbonation in a can of Budweiser to do math. I was working today, conversing with my coworker about many things that most likely changed the world in some corner of the universe. One subject that continuously comes up when working with . . . → Read More: Stupider than Most
The limited braintrust of Hollywood. I was meandering around The New York Times online this morning, and after getting disgruntled over the $700 billion buyout of the idiots on Wall Street, I ended up looking at an interactive graph of movie revenue from 1986 to 2008, adjusted for inflation. The layout is what the vagina of a . . . → Read More: Movies in Time
A basic guitar. The first time we crossed paths the Euros seemed perfectly normal. The dude, a skinny, shaved-headed individual tugging on a cigarette, and the girl, sitting there quietly on her towel, both feigned interest in our dogs—asking the typical ‘what kind?’ ‘how old?’ and ‘what’s her name?’ Perfectly normal. On the way back . . . → Read More: The Guitar Dude Perhaps you’ll all be absurdly pleased to know that everything is working again. It seems I had a poorly written permalink code in my WP admin. Yep. That’s why I asked for help from the people who know about those things, because finding that code and fixing it myself would have been the equivalent of extracting bone . . . → Read More: The Return of Gaia |
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