We have 450 channels.
The only two programmes on the damned box worth more than a passing fart are Prêt-à-Porter and Porky’s Revenge. Ok, ok… so the fashion movie isn’t even in the same league as the pig movie, but I needed something for comparison.
We have 130 DVDs sitting on a shelf. They’re too far away; work would be involved.
I’m restless. I’m lazy. I’m bored. I’m indifferent.
Yes, Agador, I’m afraid of your heat.
To appease the wench over at Cybervassals, I’m actually following a meme 
Don’t tell her…
1. You’re stuck inside Fahrenheit 451– which book do you want to be?
Well, it certainly wouldn’t be Fahrenheit 451. I hated the book. Any work of fiction that gives Grade 10 English teachers an excuse to torture students isn’t really work the brain storage space.
If I had to have a book floating around in my head, it’d probably be something like Treasure Island or A Christmas Carol.
2. Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character?
Yes.
3. The last book you bought is:
4. The last book you read:
5. What are you currently reading?
Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone // J. K. Rowling
6. Five books you would take to a deserted island:
Apart from the requisite unbound reference material on how to get off the deserted island, and about the sustaining values of plants and animals you’d find on a deserted island, I’d have to choose:
The Name of the Rose // Umberto Eco
The Prophet // Khalil Gibran
The Lord of the Rings // J. R. R. Tolkien
Papillon // Henri Charriere
The Mahabarata
Mamazilla found me out:
SO GLAD YOU FINALLY REJOINED THE LIVING… i take it that the alternative life of voodoo crime wasn’t paying off?
I kept sticking myself with the pins… the income from the voodoo crime wasn’t really covering the bandaids. AND, to make matters worse, there’s a limited market in Ottawa for people who want to turn their bosses into zombies because most bosses here are either in high tech or government and are ALREADY zombies.
It’s St. Paddy’s Day, not St. Patty’s Day.
Paddy = Patrick.
Patty = Patricia.
Patrick is the Patron Saint of Ireland.
Patricia, according to Chris DeBurgh, is the best stripper in town.
If you can dye beer green, it’s not worth drinking.
Nuff said.
Testing…
1 2 3…
This thing on?