"This befalleth when thou firk’st a stranger ‘twixt the buttocks, Laurence! Understand’st thou? Dost thou attend me? Seest thou what happens, Laurence? Seest thou what happens, Laurence? Seest thou what happens, Laurence, when thou firk’st a stranger ‘twixt the buttocks?!"

So, I rang in the new year by cracking the front end of my car on a big ice pile getting into Bekah's parking lot.

yay 2010.

We did it.

Grading finals. On the section covering present perfect progressive. I find a student that was apparently learning English grammar not from my class, but from lolcats. Said student graduated from high school using a bi-lingual ed program. Fucking bi-lingual high school programs.

Wow. Bush has just ended the debate about terrorism by invoking Godwin's Law.

(Ok, the debate isn't really over, but seriously.)

Man, Way of the Master, with Kirk Cameron and a Smirking Aussie Kiwi, is a laff riot. They have a TV show too, shown on your local crazy evangelist channel. Worth checking out, if only to shake your head in awe.

No real reason for this update, other than to disturb you all with the new userpic. But, this is one fun toy. Tip: put (tunes) or (edgey) in front of your message to change things around.

You are a pirate

Sweet mother of Jesus, I finally got my bag back. With everything inside. Only took them a month. THE END.

"But, listen, let’s review the rules. Here’s how it works. The President makes decisions, he’s the decider. The Press Secretary announces those decisions, and you people of the press type those decisions down. Make, announce, type. Put them through a spell check and go home. Get to know your family again. Make love to your wife. Write that novel ( Read more... )