You know you’re in rural South Texas when…
Sunday, December 23rd, 2007…you can buy ammo at the grocery store.
Something tells me that asking the Austin Whole Foods where they keep their .308 might be a bad idea.
Archive for December, 2007
It’s a small world after all. No, really.
Wednesday, December 19th, 2007Sometimes I feel like life’s just a big jigsaw puzzle, only we’re missing that handy picture on the box cover that tells you how it goes. But every once in a while, if you look closely, you can catch a glimpse of the overall pattern.
Enlightenment is usually only temporary and then it’s back to [...]
Yum
Saturday, December 8th, 2007Technically, this is a Pepper Shooter from Hog Island Deli, consisting of a marinated cherry pepper stuffed with prosciutto and sharp provolone.
Realistically, this is just too Goatse-esque to be truly comfortable to gnaw on it. (Please do not look up Goatse if you are my aunt.)
Plagiarizing is wrong, and you’re dumb for resorting to it
Friday, December 7th, 2007Because I’m getting so many hits for people searching for “fight club paper,” I’m going to include the text of my paper in this entry so that Google can index it and suspicious profs can look it up. Suck it, intellectual property thieves.
Classic
Tuesday, December 4th, 2007I got this telephone call tonight from Rep. Lamar Smith. He was having some virtual town hall meeting via telephone, and he called a couple hundred constituents from his district. If we wanted to ask a question, we could press zero. Mildly curious, I listened to the whole thing, which was pretty [...]
That’s special
Sunday, December 2nd, 2007I just went through Fantastico on my webhost to see if there were any old, unused webapps I could uninstall. I get this urge to tidy up my directories once in a while. Turns out there were a couple of old forums I had that I didn’t use, so I told Fantastico to [...]
Starbucks
Sunday, December 2nd, 2007Say what you will about Starbucks… I have a burr grinder from them that I bought a couple of years ago. It fell victim to my husband’s mysterious curse of breaking my coffee equipment (”Oops, I dropped it”). Definitely broken via abuse, definitely out of warranty. I called Starbucks to order [...]
