I’d like to start this entry with a link. It’s no ordinary link, though it may look as such. What makes it special? Well, click on it and find out. NO! Wait! Shift-click on it so my window doesn’t go away. Thanks. We’ll wait. …. Talk amongst yourselves…. alright. For those of you who read the whole paragraph around a link before you click it (kudos!), the above is a tidily concise and pleasant conservative critique of some liberal ranting. Though it’s good, I take a few exceptions:
In other (arguably more salient) news, I’ve moved once more back to San Diego (Temperature: perfect — see Black, Observations of Lewis) My room kicks a very healthy amount of ass, and can be seen via the Internet, though not in a live fashion. Yet. It’s on the second floor of the newest dorms on campus (3 years old), has a view of the pool and of the clock tower. Though it’s scant on the shelving. Which will be remedied when Mike comes back and we go to IKEA. And I’m thinking of getting one of those kitschy backless desk chairs. Comments?
My car gets over 35 miles to the gallon. Going… fast enough. If they ever pull me over and ask that inane ‘Do you know you were speeding?’ question, I’m gonna say, ‘No, officer, I’m just maximizing my fuel economy’. Damn Honda.
I want one of those bamboo-in-a-glass things. They used to be all over the place, and now I can’t find one for the life of me.
Slow down and the mpg is just as good. Tickets are expensive,
When the officer asks you how fast you were going…whatever you do, dont say “Well actually I was sorta hoping you would. I stopped looking at the speedometer after 95″
I’d give you my bamboo plant, but I’m not sure it would survive the trip or the US postal system. Try a florist/fancy gardening place.