Learned this week: a pimple can be quite astonishingly painful, if it’s in the ear-canal.
Miyazaki’s 千と千尋の神隠し Spirited Away was fun. I wonder how many of the monsters in the background could be recognized (by a trufan) from other works.
Can’t say yet whether I want to see Disney’s Treasure Planet, but I definitely want to see the design book.
Harpsichord made almost entirely of Lego parts. (vectored by Sam Yorko and Clint Chaplin)
Been trying on cars. The most comfortable I’ve found so far are SUVs — but I’d rather not be seen driving a ‘penis substitute’ when I already have a rifle.
What I really want is a zippy little hatchback, but they don’t come in my size. (The biggest problem is room for my right knee.)
My host was down for three days. Seems someone got a bogus disconnect order.
Going home last night I bought a $20 BART ticket. Then I put my trousers in the laundry – including my wallet. *argh*
Paul Wright (cited by Jane Galt) chides certain of “the baby boomers that make up the Western commentary elite”:
Here’s a thought fellas: if you have to keep reminding your audience of how cool and revolutionary you were 35 years ago, people are entitled to wonder of what use you are today.
Reminds me of someone I know; I wonder how many of you can guess whom I have in mind.