Had a lousy day. Did a friend's cut. If you're off the list, you probably don't update anymore, have done something to offend me recently, or smell like fish.
Still haven't gotten the added paid-time that a friend promised me for my birthday, so I'll probably buy it for myself by the end of the week. Frankly, once you've had 114 icons, it's hard to go back to 6. Even if you never update. Yeah, I'm quirky... deal with it.
And now, a quote from Transmetropolitan:
So this Zealot comes to my door, all glazed eyes and clean reproductive organs, asking me if I ever think about God.
So I tell him I killed God. I tracked God down like a rabid dog, hacked off his legs with a hedge trimmer, raped him with a corncob, and boiled off his corpse in an acid bath.
So he pulls an alternating-current taser on me and tells me that only the Official Serbian Church of Tesla can save my polyphase intrinsic electric field, known to non-engineers as "the soul."
So I hit him. What would you do?
- Spider Jerusalem (Transmetropolitan, Issue 6)
I now command you to go and
buy it or
download it. Now.
- Rob