link"Microsoft has successfully patented using short, long or double clicks to launch different applications on "limited resource computing devices" - presumably PDAs and mobile phones. The US patent was granted on 27 April ( Read more... )

I don't know what to think about this. Any ideas?

One was for speeding, the other was for expired tags. Who knew you had to renew tags? I think he just made it up on the spot. The worst thing about getting tickets when you don't have any money is that, well, you can't afford to pay them.

I actually had a dream about girlyunderwear. Not actually about her, but she was there. The house where I lived had a pier leading up to its front door, and about ten feet from the door was a rail that enclosed a square area. Across the area against the opposite rail were the mailboxes for the community. I saw her walking up to check her mail and thought, " ( Read more... )

I first heard Bubba Hotep described as "Bruce Campbell plays an aging Elvis Presley..." and that's all I needed to hear to know I wanted to see the movie. It turns out there's more, though; Elvis teams up with an aging, black JFK to fight a reanimated mummy who's stealing the souls of their fellow convalescence home residents. It sounds utterly ( Read more... )

I have this weird scrape on my hand that's a perfect triangle. It almost looks like someone put it there on purpose. I don't remember how I got it, either.

( Behold! )

( Grr! )

I had a dream that I took a friend of mine to her high school prom. I wasn't surprised that I dressed up in the finest tuxedo, or that I was charming and witty, or that I understood about bringing a flower and other prom related rituals. Of course, I wasn't surprised that she was divine; she wore a creme almost tending toward orange dress, the ( Read more... )

I'm tired of Hotties and Fatties and The Library. I'm tired of going back to high school fantasies. If it's not going to happen, I don't want to hear about it.

I'm tired of girls who don't pick up the phone. I'm tired of girls who exist in my mind and in the real world two, but who aren't the same, really. Is it worth it if I never know the

I wonder what the me of age 16 would think of the me of age 26? I'm worried about the tan on my feet for Bob's sake. When did this happen?

( So I'm wearing sandals... )