In random news, when I was listening to the news this morning, every time they said "Iraq study group," I thought they were going to talk about the Rock Steady Crew. Um, yeah. No.

Jesse, I think the wild card in all that is with Parvati and Adam so focused on their hatred of Jonathan, I can see blaming Yul specifically if they see him carrying J along. And bon, I think you're right that Becky et al may have been pushing for their own reasons. And Yul's not going to want to piss them off either.

I think Yul's not being as careful about P and A as he should be though - and yeah, especially with Sundra. Though Adam and Ozzy also have claimed to be friends, so there's another potential hole. Also, if Becky ever does turn on him, he'll never, ever see it coming.

The likelihood of my ever finding the right context to use:

(md5 makes me flaccid)

is much too small.

This, however, is LOVE:

I know somebody who 'fakes up' computer screens for movies and TV... and he's as tech-savvy as you could ever want to be, too. Howsomeever, he has to make it a) comprehensible to viewers like my Mom who only have a vague idea of what a mail screen looks like and b) make it look exciting for the director who wants to keep the plot moving along. He's pretty much accepted that he's going to have to dumb it way WAY down....

Because I'm always giggling at things like pre-OS X-era Mac menu bars on random wintel hardware in movies. And also because, dammit, real interfaces *should* be simple and comprehensible to your mom, ranty ranty ranty!

I once had it said about me, "The thought of her makes me flaccid." That's right, flea, making tiny-dicked egotistical assholes flaccid since 1993, and proud of it.

In other news, the night security guard caught some students having sex in the library stacks last night. They actually do it sometimes I guess! Apparently standard security guard procedure is not to cough discreetly and back off, but to interrupt, confiscate IDs, and xerox them (to keep on file in case repeated incidents occur). I can guarantee the thought of having sex in the library probably will make that guy flaccid for the rest of his life. At least there was no tasering.

Xerox...? Oh, the IDs.

Xerox...? Oh, the IDs.

Hee!!!!

Somewhere, Bill the Cat is in mourning.

I think I need to go beat people up. Or maybe it is just the hunger talking.

What do you mean by The pizza is a little late ?!@!@*&!!!

Snarl.

Nothing makes me want to punch people like hunger does. Not even krav.

Okay, off to gym.

Somewhere, Bill the Cat is in mourning.

Yes! I was thinking Breathed needed to do a special series.