April Fools

I forgot tomorrow is April Fools Day. I try to stay away from the internet on that day. All those fake news stories on blogs confuse and annoy me. Maybe I just have trouble distinguishing what's real. I do like how slashdot is all pink and pretty though.

More yak shaving

I wish I had a laptop, I'd get so much more done that way. Because then I could work while on the toilet and in bed.

I'm still getting all my bookmarks organized and del.cio.us'ed. So that's one thing off my to-do list. Then I have to make some things and then actually organize the two week old cluster fuck that is the todo list (I miss using GTD). Then more stuff. Yay.

I woke up a 5a.m. today with shooting burning pain right in this one spot on my stomach about two inches above my belly button. I had a dream about getting stabbed there right before I woke up in pain.

I've also decided that I like cello music and have been listening to a bunch of it on YouTube. Good stuff.

Best news story title ever

Man sentenced for monkeys in pants

I don't even care what the stories about.

Now I'll never get an add

I found this today: MyDeathSpace.com. Just a big ole listing of people who had myspace pages and then died. I feel kind of odd reading these. I don't really know what to think about this.

Dootdootdootaloodooo

Aw man, I just saw the best three hour bit of television program planning. I was using the menu thing to see what was going to be on next and TLC had it in this order:
7pm - It's Not Easy Being a Wolf Boy Jesus Aceves has hypertrichosis but tries to find a job outside of the circus.
8pm - The 750-Pound Man A man tries to lose the weight that prevents him from leaving his bed.
9pm - My Skin Could Kill Me The daughters of two British families are born with the rare disorder harlequin ichthyosis.

The other day they had The Man with Exploding Arms about this happy fellow, Gregg Valentino.


It's like they took a bunch of old timey sidesow acts and made them socially exceptable again by dressing them up as documentaries.

It's back

You think it's gone and then it flairs up again a few months later, just like herpes. I'm going to start working on this thing again. I have a bunch of yak shaving to do first though. The creepy stalkers who google my name and the 10 or so people a day who read this should be pleased.