In which I am a party pooper.
I don't like April Fools Day. As far as I'm concerned the so-called celebrations always seem to involve too much meanspiritedness and poor taste, and not enough actual funny by far. That said, I'll be doing my best to stay offline for the next 24 hours in an effort to miss out on all the hilarious virtual antics. If it wasn't for work, I might hide in the house till Saturday. Our sick, sad world (you know, the one where bullemic Terri Schiavo was finally allowed to starve to death after 15 years of misery?) is cruel joke enough for me. Here's looking forward to skipping as much nastiness as I can and catching up with whatever actually fun pranks get pulled, but only after the fact on Saturday.
Here's where Warren Ellis expresses a similar sentiment, only of course with more eloquence and hate.
And hey, because it isn't too late yet in this time zone, happy birthday antonvowel.