trying out Half-Life 2: Deathmatch's anti-grav gun was not only like finding god, it was like finding god in an inexpensive but excellent sushi restaurant that always has a table open.

now I require the ability to throw a toilet at my enemies in every single video game in existence, including the bible quiz games. especially bible quiz games.

what's the point in God or Mozart or a seat cushion that doubles as a flotation device?

they all give you a little lift, the passing illusion the universe isn't completely chaotic and that you just might be able to swim to shore.

and that's all we're asking for from life - a little uplifting dishonesty.

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Best editorial/round-up of the sordid scooter libby/CIA affair I've read so far.

to wit: the new house.

David, Candice, whatever
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ObjectiveI have no objective. What's the point when cold death is the final destination for us all? Can you explain that to me? I know I'm supposed to put something here, though, so here goes: Your objective is to hire me into a challenging position in a computer- ( Read more... )

cheerlead prophecy

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