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Blogs are dying. Hopefully people are still staying in touch the old fashioned way(s).

Theodore Kaczynski 74
Scarlett Johansson 72
Tupac Shakur 70
Jan Peter Balkenende 68
Howard Dean 67
Shu Qi 66
Dustin Hoffman 62
Patrick Swayze 62

There are some beautiful people on that list to whom I am very proud to have been face-matched. I mean, at least it wasn't cage-matched, right? I must say it's a lot of fursz. I've been told I'm good looking before. All moms tell their sons that. (It's ok Bobby, she just didn't think of it at the time. It's only because she couldn't read or she would have been a part of book club and learned to say it there, just like the other moms. What? She told you to make sure you get a good job because with that hideous attrocity you call a face you would never attract a mate. Even a blind one? I'm sure she still loves y-- just a second I have to take this phone call real quick. -- uh huh. Yeah, I understand. No, that really would be a great costume for halloween if it wouldn't make the adults at the office party cry. ::chuckles:: No, I told you I don't watch Martha Stewart Living. OK, yeah, I'll tell him. Have a good one, Mrs. B.-- OK, sorry about that. That was your mom. She wanted me to tell you that she doesn't love you. Sorry man, I stand corrected. Also, she wanted me to ask you to go down to Herrold's Custom Costumes on 5th Street. But then she thought she shouldn't dress up like you for Halloween because it would probably make her colleagues cry. Or at least vomit violently.) OK, where was I before I got distracted? Oh yeah. I never thought anyone, man or machine, would match me to 72 percent to Scarlett Johannson. I'm going back to bed. Staying up all night to watch an entire season of "The Office" (US Version), a 9-hour undertaking, is ill-advised.

About once a week, I like to spend 4 or 5 minutes completely destroying my hearing. There is nothing better than putting on my headphones and turning up my music so loud that I have to close my eyes to keep them from being blown out of my head. I always keep them open just a sliver because the whole process cleans my head. All the shit of the week is emptied, but fortunately, the eyeballs stay.

Oh, also. Singing along is key. Its the other way to let out all the crap from the week. Through partially-opened zombie-eyes and through singing. Just ask my FTC colleagues...

http://hardware.slashdot.org/article.pl?sid=06/08/16/1225239&from=rss

Finally, someone starts on slashdot the war I have been fighting for a long time. I've said it before and I'll say it again: "There is nothing the Caps Lock key can do that a shift key and a slightly used piece of chewing gum can do better. Fuck the Caps Lock."

Today has been an exciting day for my blog! So far, I have had visitors from Spain, Belgium, France, Germany, Canada, Malaysia, Portugal, Thailand, Austria, The US, North Korea, and Myanmar. All because of www.photofriday.com. One or two of the people who came from there even stuck around a little bit and checked out some of the other photos. The interweb is a cool place. Thanks for visiting the interweb today.

I have decided that my poor social skills at work and sometimes elsewhere stem from my poor memory. When I talk to someone on the phone or in person and I have a reason I have to talk to them, if I start out with chit-chat, which I am very bad at but still like to do, I often forget the reason I called/engaged the person in the first place. It sucks.