Not exactly. I maintain that boredom is a decision, not a condition. I've just had some time and connectivity on my hands.
The number one link at the National Archives.
An alternative to all those eevil SUVs?
Off-label use of a device. Hat dip DeDoc
The ultimate Fisking, found by Lileks.
Not quite what science-fictions foresaw as the communications implant.
She says "I am actually not that interesting." No, she isn't, but I'd love to know her motive.
One of the things I love about my son's canine is that she wouldn't put up with this sort of animal abuse.
Posted by triticale at January 11, 2006 01:12 AM | TrackBackI've just never understood the fascination with Elvis. He was basically good ol' boy Southern pink-eyed trash. I didn't even like him particularly in the 50s when he was the male sex symbol of the era. I was more attracted to the preppie type, like Pat Boone. I think Elvis' sexuality was maybe too raw and conspicuous for me. I like things a little more subtle.
Posted by: Cait at January 11, 2006 03:09 PMThat's not abuse it's cute!
'Course I have been known to put bunny ears on my dog Buddy. But only at Easter! And usually I'm wearing bunny ears too... :)
That whole cell-phone-ear-thing? Now, *that's* abuse.
Posted by: Richmond at January 12, 2006 10:27 AM