people! My old ibook cannot get Flash 10! This means no more bejeweled on FB and I might die. srsly. I need a replacement.

I introduced my boss to the word canonical today. I felt awkward, because I knew what it meant, obviously, and he had no idea. But we needed to establish a canonical domain for search engine optimisation purposes, and he was all caught up in the word. And looking it up got him more confused.

Canon canon canon canonicity. No, the word will never lose meaning.

msbelle, a big part of why I bought a new laptop was to be able to stream TV shows, since we don't have cable OR a DVR. No DVR means that when we miss shows (well, we only watch 2, but you'd be surprised how many things coincide with them), we have to watch them online. My 6-year-old iBook was just too slow to handle streaming video without freezing every 45 seconds or so.

All right, billytea, you may be telling us you like echidnas because they're cute or what have you, but I have discovered your hidden reason.

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Their penises (peni?) have four heads.

I had to look at them all

zombie like sperm bomb

That is brilliant, Connie.

I can't believe the argonaut has a detachable penis!

This is my nightmare.

Man, I thought it was going to be a last show for me with a favorite local band in a cool new venue. I had the most bizarre freakout ever. Even though I saw four good friends, and the opening band didn't suck, I just *had to go*. They weren't people you'd look at and think, "hey, they're cool." But there was this self-satisfaction emanating off of them that I just couldn't take. I guess they're excited to have a super sweet music venue? Idk. I haven't fully parsed my visceral aversion yet. So yeah, pizza and White Collar instead.

Detachable swimming penis!

But there was this self-satisfaction emanating off of them that I just couldn't take.

My neighborhood is Hipster Central, so we avoid the bars. When we went out last weekend to hear a band, it's a band that's been around for literally 30 years, and it was actually a birthday party for someone in her 50s. So the crowd was primarily in their 50s -- definitely NOT hipsters. (A lot like "Band Candy," actually.)

The bar has 3 large rooms, shotgun-style, and the party was in the furthest back. It was hilarious to see these fucking hipsters in their ironic John Deere hats come in with their cans of PBR, do a double-take at the hippie women with long frizzy hair and flowing embroidered pants and clogs just tearing it up on the dance floor, and then back out slowly to rejoin the rest of the hipsters and their ugly plaid shirts and white belts in the front room.

I totally planned to go to Target tomorrow to look at dresses before you people got on the subject. I have decided that I can be the kind of person who rocks a casual day dress.