Dimes are all well and good, but too small for my sausage fingers to hunt for in a change purse. All coins need to be bigger to help poor fumblefingers me.
I watched 24 off and on, and
was surprised at how mild the ending was. Like, that was all? No riots in the streets, no "Jack loses someone he loves"? (I think he himself does not count, because what has he lost, really? The badge that allows him to do his hooptedoodle. But other losses? Dude didn't really have a family life anyway, and had already kinda burned bridges with the skinny woman, and all his friends are work friends. I think that disappearing into Canadian obscurity might be the best, most therapeutic thing that could possibly happen to Jack. Also, he would stop killing people, and I'm all for that.
I also watched the Braevs/Mets game, which was commented upon by some usual Braves duo, plus Rush Limbaugh. WTF? Didn't Donovan McNabb and his posse already chase that man out of sports? And if they didn't, can Pedro Martinez go drill him in the ass, please?
Someone tell me to do some work.
The Parade of Unfortunate
Star Wars
Costumes
Words I never, ever wanted to go through my brain: "This picture is making me feel a bit aroused by Boba Fett." >[link]
eta: Baby Yoda! [link]
eta²: Hippie Stormtrooper! [link]
tommyrot: GET TO WORK.
Don't MAKE me go get Gud.
Rush Limbaugh
Rush used to work for the Kansas City Royals, around the time they really started to suck. Coincidence? I think not.
tommyrot: GET TO WORK.
Hee.
OK. Just let me read this NYT review of Star Wars first. [link]
crazy star wars people make me laugh. good times.
And I'm sure I'm not the only person who would be pleased to see the last of pennies.
I have a touch of OCD, I think, when it comes to pennies. If I see a penny on the ground, I *cannot* walk away. I *have to* pick it up. I have fished pennies out of puddles, out of motor oil, out of dirt, etc. It's a sickness.
What. Did. I. Say?
::sighs::
Okaay....
::Alt-Tabs to MS Visual Studio .Net::
::mails pennies to Steph::
I hate them. I throw them away rather than move them from place to place, often. Once, when I was moving, I dropped my change bucket on the street, and only bothered to pick up the silver coins. My cousin, company owner and rich as hell, picked every penny up.
Either that's why she's rich, or she needs to relax a bit.
