Give him a slip of paper. On one side, write, "The statement on the other side of this paper is false." On the other side, write, "The statement on the other side of this paper is true."
That reminds me: Once while visiting my sister at college I got to slip backstage of a play she was rehearsing. Among the props I found a block of wood that had, "turn me over" written on it in black sharpie. I did as I was told and read, "put me down" on the other side.
Aw crap. Just looked at the time. Stoopid buggy software causing one of the engineer's docs to be a giant pain in MY ass.
But now, I'm done getting the blasted thing formatted, I shall finish up on the morrow.
And so adieu. Jitterbug, Irish, and Chapter 4 of my Textbook await. (So I'm not likely to see any of you again before tomorrow) Night All!
I'm back from dinner and the outlet mall. I got some new shirts, new pants, new shorts, and a new pair of shoes.
I've got about 30 minutes to kill before I head back to the theatre to do an hour or two of programming.
My uncle Johnny who had heart surgery last month? He passed away this afternoon after going back into surgery.
Tomorrow is my diad's birthday.
Jon is out with a friend.
Oh, dear, DJ. I'm so sorry.