September 2009
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Burglar gets Facebooked →
But during the course of committing the crime, the alleged crook couldn’t resist the allure of hopping on the victim’s computer to check his Facebook page.
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If you meet a clown in the forest it means you’re gonna die.
– Unknown
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Never realized
suburbanreport:
that “twitter” is an exact anagram of “writer.” Pretty cool.
I’m not sure anagram means what you think it means.
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Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we...
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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A Bad Sign
I’m already starting to research movies for a third Netflix Self-Torture Experiment, which wouldn’t even start until Lent next year (assuming I decide to put myself through the pain again).
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Also, I think I'm molting
I ended up with a bit of sunburn on my chest and upper arms which is now slowly peeling off. It is decidedly NOT sexy, so this is where I throw in the obligatory “Ladies…” comment.
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I’m back in the office after a week long vacation, and I think I forgot how to do my job. Everything looks vaguely familiar and yet so alien.
On the plus side, I think my Tumblarity went up while I was gone.
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Bart: Look at that hunk of junk.
Grampa: Oh, jeeh -- you're ignorant! That's the Wright Brothers' plane. At Kitty Hawk in 1903, Charles Lindbergh flew it fifteen miles on a thimbleful of corn oil. Singlehandedly won us the Civil War, it did.
Bart: So how do you know so much about American history?
Grampa: I pieced it together, mostly from sugar packets.
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I'm on vacation for a week
…so I might only be posting sporadically for a while. Or maybe I’ll be posting more than usual. Who knows?
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