Back when I lived in Maine, it was always a birthday tradition to plug in a gigantic Christmas light star. Now that I'm far removed from those days, I'm asking if anyone has any cool birthday traditions. Besides seeing the girlfriend tonight, I've got nothing to do today, and I don't feel drinking myself into oblivion... yet.
Going back a couple days, I just wanted to share that BBC America's gonna start showing new(er) episodes of Top Gear starting Monday, so I'm psyched about that.
And that piece about organized chaos, Thyiad? Uh, yeah, that was a truly chaotic ramble he threw out there. I went to college as an English major, and I have to say that he certainly proved his point about being easily distracted; no three paragraphs had anything to do with each other besides saying, "I'm messy." It wasn't anything more than a 1,000 word piece, but he used a derivation of the word 'pontificate' eleven times. If a single, easily recognizable word is used more than 1% of the time in something so short, I'd guess another book he owns but needs to buy again is a thesaurus.
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Dib: [in Zim's thought bubble] "See you AND your parents tonight, Zim! And by the way, it's not called 'Parent Teacher Night.' It's called Zim Doom...Doom Zim...Zimmy...Doom night. [chortles] Watch out for that puppy." [Zim trips over the puppy]
"Hi floor! Make me a sammich!"
Zim: "I put a tracking device on you."
Dib: "You did? Where is it?"
[GIR is grabbing the back of his head]
Gir: "Your head smells like a puppy!"
Dib: [gasping] "Sorry I'm late... horrible... nightmare visions!"
Ms. Bitters: "It's called life, Dib. Now sit down."
"Children, your performance was miserable. Your parents will all receive phone calls instructing them to love you less now."