Today I am a racist. For some reason, Reddit linked to an IO9 page about the age of the universe, and because the new commenting system is so borked, a fair number of newbs answered my comment, thinking they're just posting about the articles. And they're pretty universally stupid. Which has kept my comment up front, and now I'm being yelled at for everything--for assuming that people who disbelieve science's opinion on the age of the universe are religious, for being angry, for feeding the trolls, for being an asshole, for being racist...I can't even keep track.
I was on track to come into work an hour early, but then my car didn't start. I'm in no position to actually take it into the shop, because I can't really miss work today, so I walked up the street to the car rental place, and I'll rent a car for today and go on vacation tomorrow and deal with my car next week. What does it mean when the engine sounds...tired trying to turn over, but all the electrics are bright?
I am a honey badger.
ita !, trying to figure how the age of the universe makes you a racist.
It's cool today and there are men mowing lawns and it smells so good. I have windows open and the cats are happy. Please, Powers that Be, let this awful hot season be over. I can't even call it "summer". Last season was to summer as a diesel fire is to a barbecue grill.
Hmmm. Maybe you have a bad starter solenoid, ita. Sorry about the I09 stuff.
ita !, trying to figure how the age of the universe makes you a racist.
Me too. I feel like there's a dark energy joke hiding in there somewhere.
An astrology carol for everyone!
Yep, one video for each sign of the Zodiac.
From the blog Everything is Terrible, so you know they're... not good.
I have a thank you in my tumblr mail. I have *no* idea what it's for, and his tumblr doesn't look familiar and I don't seem to have reblogged anything from him. I seem to be missing how you can see what messages you've sent, in case there was some sleeping pill typing happening...
I am the vindow viper.
Have you come to vipe our vindows?
Oh god. I just sent out a thing to many colleagues about the Alzheimer's Walk I'm doing, and now I'm scared they are going to want to talk to me about my father, and I'm just not into that. Which is why I didn't send out anything broadly last year! Ugh, am now scared.
