I'm worried that I might actually still have a couple readers out there, so after giving it a lot of thought, I think I have a way to chase the last of you off. ("Damn kids! Get off my virtual lawn!") If you still continue to read this journal after blindly following these
two links, then you deserve...well let's be honest: You deserve to have your head examined.
So, you're still here? You never learn do you? :shakes head: That's ok though. I have something special for you if you just follow this LJ cut without knowing what's on the other side:
Oh, devoted reader, as a gift for your perserverance, I give you proof that well written English has not died with the adoption of the Internet:
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The Perito Moreno is a giant mess of ice that flows out of the mountains in the southern Argentine province of Santa Cruz, near El Calafate, looking for trouble. In a world of sissy nature that requires protection, handholding, wilderness reserves, careful study and constant medical attention, the Perito Moreno glacier is a refreshing throwback. This glacier wants you dead. It wants to come out and crush you under billions of tons of ice, carve its name into your face, and maraud out into the plains of Patagonia until it reaches the sea. You don't have to go into the mountains looking for the Perito Moreno - it's coming out of the mountains to look for you. It wants to come over there and mess you up good."
Obviously, not my writing. Follow the link to get to his blog. There aren't any more recent entries, but I really like his writing style.
Also: Slither is truly an excellent movie. Nathan Fillion plays one of the main characters, and that man's ability to deliver deadpan lines is something I admire and envy. Seriously though, brain slugs from outer space: Who really needs more than that? Note: Deer are hi-larious.
Last thing: Go to
Slashdot while it's still April 1st.