Perkins is in fine form today.
M RDA, because I have to, and maybe sometimes he'd wear a thigh holster. F Tennant, because, rowr, and sadly C Harmon.
Oh, the priests. If she'd said
dirty
priests, this would be harder, but I'm going with the F Dean, M Hardison, and really really reluctantly toss Vaughn. Just...how can you turn down a go round with the Dean machine, and Hardison! Keeper! Sorry, Vaughn.
If they haven't been linked to...
Browser Wars
The Google Chrome speed tests
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And the Opera version
[link]
F: Helen Mirren, M: Meryl Streep, C: Emmylou.
M Mirren, F Streep, C Emmylou.
Jon wants bitters in the soda gun. I can't remember why.
My tummy is off and making it difficult for me to decide what I want for lunch.
I interrupt my lurking and FCM to note that we have a new employee at my office, who kind of looks like Principal Hottie. This is distracting.