( So I've been playing a lot of old video games lately. )

If you got less than two hours of sleep, throw ya hands!


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This is mostly for petit_chou, who is the only person on this planet who wants to see pictures of me making stupid faces. (BTW, my new digital camera is kinda awesome -- tons of power and a really snazzy movie function which I'm dying to use -- so I can only assume its fate will be even more gruesome than that of my previous two cameras.

I'm a gang of one! ( Read more... )

Yesterday's final poll question ("All of the sudden you are a man named Clive, and you have a large moustache in an outdated style. What do you do for a living?") yielded possibly my favorite poll results ever. I love the text-entry poll questions, because y'all can be counted on to come through with the good answers more often than not; someday I ( Read more... )

1. I went to work today. I overdressed, as I often do.

2. Also, I recently got a haircut, and the tonsorial revanchist cut it way too short.

3. So I tried to hide in the shadows all day.

4. Unfortunately, we had the annual Christmas party, and the horrible people I work with plied me with their devilish potions5. Most of the rest of the ( Read more... )

I went back to the commissary, risking my precious freedom to snap amusing pictures for you ungrateful cowards. (At one point, I actually made a joke about ending up in Gitmo for snapping pictures on a military base, and a nearby uniformed woman gave me a look best described as “dire”.) Anyway, the big sad news was that the Keebler-elves-in- ( Read more... )

As you can see from these recent photographs, my hair has gotten very, very long and fat. An interesting development, however, is that I also appear to be going bald. Or something. I mean, I still have ridiculously huge amounts of hair, but not as much ridiculously much morer as once I had did. All I know is that hair is coming off of my head ( Read more... )

One of the few benefits of living in San Antonio is that my family are all military types, meaning I get to shop at the Fort Sam Houston commissary. This is basically nothing more than a huge grocery store, but which caters to military personnel and their families - the practical upshot of which is that the prices are dirt cheap, and even though ( Read more... )

Let us say, for the sake of argument, you are funny and bored with nothing to do today ( Read more... )