I want to sleep but I can't, so instead I'm going to be mildly proactive and trot out the Transmetropolitan comic that is always relevant at this time of year.

( Pollsters are reporting record low turnout this election day, with yet more people bemoaning the continued necessity to actually physically drag your fucking carcass to a polling station to vote. )

I hate leaving my computer alone, because I'm afraid I'm going to slip and fall in the shower or something, and my loved ones will find what I was looking at before I died and conclude I was another one of those crazy cannibal psychos in the making ( Read more... )

I keep meaning to write about things I've done that I've enjoyed, such as the Caps convention, attending the Caps-Cats game, making cupcakes, throwing the annual Halloween party, and so forth, but then stuff in my house breaks-- so far, the dishwasher, the garbage disposal, the carpet portion of the vacuum cleaner, the sink, the toilet, and Louise ( Read more... )

Hey, hockey is back, and it's Alex Ovechkin's 26th birthday. Awesome. In honor of that, I'm cleaning out a bunch of g-chat discussions I have had with flidgetjerome about the team and the dude, and some soccer thrown in. There's also a bunk of non-hockey links at the end for anyone who just wants to skip there ( Read more... )

A household conversation from a few minutes ago ( Read more... )

Some time ago, I woke up to find this in my inbox:

( Olympic hijinks and discussion, eventually leading to another rousing email circlejerk with the Great Conjunction )