(backstory: we got a plush kitty with a lint removal patch {one of those fabric one-way kind} on its belly)
Lindsey: GO SPIT OUT THAT FLOURIDE AND BRING ME THE LINT REMOVAL KITTY!

Lindsey: Steve, just stop.
Me: Why?!
Lindsey: You're offending me.
Me: How?!
Lindsey: You just are.

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One or two people might approve of this.

I won't be participating, as I cannot grow facial hair.

http://www.giantmicrobes.com/us/products/hiv.html

Give someone AIDS for christmas. These are great!

So, I had trouble sleeping last night, and to pass the time I found myself designing a network compliance application that could help enforce policy decisions on our Cisco switches.

I then thought about therapy, but decided that one shouldn't swap horses midstream. Seriously though, what the fuck is wrong with me?

HAHA TRICK-OR-TREATERS, DEAL WITH SOME NURSE WITH WOUND!

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The venue was small - 20-30ish feet wide by 40-60ish feet long. We got there early enough to find a spot on a bench (old church pew) on the wall. I had intended to get up during their set, but I just didn't have to. We bought a bag of 20 ear plugs before going, and I held off on deploying them. Then they started playing, and I really couldn't get ( Read more... )

http://www.slate.com/id/2175730/entry/2175733/

Great story along the lines of thought that's been kicking around in the back of my head for a couple of months. I need to make friends with a sympathetic Rx, naw'sayin'?

Just got back from seeing A Place to Bury Strangers. Great show. I'm glad we brought earplugs. Two shirts, their album (autographed), and a great freaking show.