the Unexpressed Advantage

So while looking for a fun activity for today I came across a really interesting and addictive site where you kill this stuffed bunny accidentally and then have a minute to shock him back to life, cut him open, rearrange his organs and pull out a "hand" of some sort that apparently killed him. I haven't been able to do it just yet, I always run out of time and the game flashes over to a scene of the bunny in heaven and you have to start the whole thing over.

I thought that was a little macabre.

Go Canucks! Damnit! I guess I'm a hockey fan now. Stupid Canada.

It's 7:03 - Joash is in the Shower... And so I thought I'd clip my toenails.... I hate doing this, though, so I'm using my blog as a means of distraction.

If you read this blog, then you understand that much more than a literary endeavor, this is basically more or less a form of online presence.

It's a fun, simple way for someone (who is me) to communicate with people I know, and some I don't know, about usually random and sometimes serious events in the world, media, culture, and more often my life.

Ryan Seacrest is useless. But he's really good at it.

I think I don't understand the way that this show affects people. Especially myself. By all rights I should be completely sick of it and done for the season until next seasons hilarious tryouts. But then somehow the show has a way of keeping you hooked in. I don't understand why. I'm really over the remaining singers. I don't think I'd buy any of their CDs

Having Jennifer Lopez on didn't hurt things.

This Test is the best way to determine whether you are able to distinguish between a serial killer and a computer programmer.

I got 5/10, so I'm thinking a career as a profiler is out. – dan