Just checking in after a week without the Internet. I'm officially a homeowner (you know, one of those folks that just wrecked the world) and nearly done moving all my useless crap.
When you hold your breath and dive underwater, the first thing you do after resurfacing is take a big goofy, gasping breath. I'm doing the 21st century cyber-equivalent right now: clumsily inhaling a massive amount of data that I would have otherwise let trickle into my skull over time.
So far, no Lawnmower Man side effects. Return to this spot later in the week for North Korean Kaiju films. For now, I've got a VGA cable to track down.
I'm addicted to using parentheses, (Ooooh, that's the stuff) I watch a lot of very strange and/or obscure movies, I love videogames, I make promotional videos for sporting goods, I have a totally sweet dog who is lazier than I am, and I will most likely never finish the Sci-Fi novel I'm writing.