Via Warren Ellis: Why I hate Florida. And more importantly, vindication for all those times people looked at me funny when I said, “I don’t eat Domino’s for political reasons.”
The catch, of course being that I would have needed to know that it was Domino’s before sinking my teeth in. There are limits to this sort of political boycotting, you know.
A little late on this one but: Mournful for Octavia Butler’s passing. I’m grateful for her contributions to literature and am grateful I had the chance to be exposed to her through Parable of the Sower many years ago in school. (Well, maybe not “many” but it sure seemed that way when I thought of it the other day.)
Via…
I’m a little bit panicked because I have this overdue assignment. I’m supposed to write up this long and detailed discussion of cytoarchitecture for my German class in Russian. Unfortunately, there’s isn’t much concentration that’s going to happen in this house, as CM’s parents have come over to hang out with my mom. This was all a little too much to deal with, so I went out into the backyard to throw around a rugby ball with my dad. All he had in the cooler was PBRs. “It suits the occassion,” he explained as he ran up the hill again with the ball.
