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Here’s the newest hit from a search engine:

What does rat poo look like?

And for the record, I don’t have any pictures of Salma Hayek nude. And yes, it is Salma and not Selma. I’ve learned this, in the last few weeks.

I am the Rokusaburo Michiba-san of bargain shopping.

Walmart:

13 pairs panties for 2 yo.
1 shirt for 2 yo.
2 shirts for hub
3 pairs satin pajama bottoms for me.
6 shirts for me.
5 shirts for me.

= 30 items for $127.84

making that a grand total of $4.26 per item. Including tax.

Uh, yeah, so about that drinking thing. We went to a bar (Fadó, if you must know) and had one Guinness each and some food. Then a damn bum came and asked me for change and I said no and he said, “Hey, man, why are you in such a bad mood?” To which I replied that I just said no, for heaven’s sake, but a few steps later I thought up the stunning retort of, “Hey, man, why are you a damn beggar?” and hub and I regaled ourselves quoting American Psycho (“Well, Al, why don’t you get a fucking job? You reek of shit!”) to each other and I decided that I was going to tell the next beggar to feed me a stray cat, only there weren’t any more beggars.

The kids are in Houston, and we’re going drinking, dammit.

I just finished Neverwinter Nights. Good game! Now I’m going to have to download some modules.

I can understand introducing an HIV positive muppet to Sesame Street in Africa, but why the US? Seems like there are much more common illnesses here that kids have.

For the safety of those on the airplant, America West removes a passenger who asked if the pilots are sober. No, really.

Candace Bushnell, creator of Sex and the City, gets married. Who wants to get in on the divorce pool?

You know, I haven’t searched for fun links or played Neverwinter Nights all damn day long because I’ve been working on this damn blog.

But I’m not bitter.

You know, I feel that I should clarify my last post about UNC. It’s not that I have anything against the Quran in particular, but I don’t think that any public school should make a religious text required reading for everyone. If students want to study religion, they can take a religion class. Imagine the furor if they required students to read a Wicca book (tho I’m not sure if there even is a sacred Wicca book). Or the Bible. That’s what I have the problem with, imposing any religious text on everyone.

2 days late and a million marbles short… the Friday Five!

1. Where are you right now? Sitting here at my desk, in the office, in the bottom floor of the house.

2. What have you lost recently? A bunch of skin off the top of my foot. It rubbed off on the new chair. Gross, huh? I switched chairs with hub, who has (had) a leather one that doesn’t chafe.

3. What was the first CD you ever purchased? Does that embarrass you now? I don’t really remember, but the first CD I owned was Herbie Hancock. I didn’t really like Herbie Hancock, but the person at the music store told my parents to buy it for me. They purchased it along with the CD player they got me for Christmas back in oh, 1984?

4. What is your favorite kind of writing pen? When I was in school I liked Papermate ballpoints, the white ones with the aqua caps. Now my favorite is anything that works.

5. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? It’s a tossup between Schwan’s black cherry chocolate and Godiva chocolate raspberry truffle.