If you are not on Mil's mailing list, what the hell are you waiting for?
Margret: "Ssss… Have you seen the whatsit?"
Mil: "Yes."
Margret: "No, not that." (She makes a geysering, 'You're useless, you are'-style sigh and strides out of the room.)
Pwned.
Please note: I do not quote these things in their entire contextual awesometacity, that you may have some inkling of the thrill of discovery I felt when I stumbled upon this marvelous anachronism of Web 0.7. Do not disappoint yourself by failing to go forthwith in the spirit of exploration and conquest, to Things My Girlfriend and I Have Argued About.
Mil: "Yes."
Margret: "No, not that." (She makes a geysering, 'You're useless, you are'-style sigh and strides out of the room.)
Pwned.
Please note: I do not quote these things in their entire contextual awesometacity, that you may have some inkling of the thrill of discovery I felt when I stumbled upon this marvelous anachronism of Web 0.7. Do not disappoint yourself by failing to go forthwith in the spirit of exploration and conquest, to Things My Girlfriend and I Have Argued About.