"On the inside, aren't we all just midgets dressed in felt?" -- Jon Stewart to Tinky Winky.

Some things just have to be quoted. These are those things when I watch The Daily Show for my news. Did you know that someone decided the purple Teletubbie is gay? Just because he's purple, he has a triangle on his head, and he carries a purse. My thoughts are simply 'don't you need genitals to have gender, much less sexual preference?'

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I've noticed that whenever I go out to eat and use the ladies room, it's always freezing. Always. No matter where I go...Olive Garden to McDonald, if I have to pee, it's freakin' cold!

I've begun to notice that the bathroom in my apartment is the same way. Frickin' cold. I need some way to make this stop. An aquarium heater in the toilet tank was my first thought...but it would take a long time to heat all that water, and it has to reheat it every time the toilet is flushed. My other plan was a little space heater from Wal*Mart (tee-hee)...but those things use a lot of electricity and most of them SUCK.

Not that I've put a lot of thought into this...but if someone else would like to...

A tall, well-shaped blonde dressed in black leather, kicking ass and taking names? It's Bay Watch meets Xena, Pamela Anderson in Barb Wire!

Holy crap...they'll show anything on Sci Fi Channel, won't they. I'm in the middle of watching that episode of Original Star Trek where the giant hand came out of space and grabbed the Enterprise. Man...this show sucked back in the day, didn't it? But I love how when they say "Go to warp [#]", you HEAR the Enterprise accelerating.

I'm sorry, aren't they in space? As in a big vacuum in which no sound travels? And besides that, warp is faster than the speed of light, the speed of light is faster than the speed of sound...shouldn't they be leaving an acceleration noise lagging behind? Correct me if my space physics suck, but it strikes ME as illogical.

But enough thinking...let's all get naked and drink tequila!!!

Okay...let's all keep our clothes on and drink root beer....it was just a suggestion!
(And a fun one at that!)

I had some religious realizations today in my car on the way to the comic shop. I want my own...personal...Jesus, and the gods which cats worship are hamsters.

Bear with me here.

My own...personal...Jesus is from some song I heard on the radio. I'm not really serious about that one, I just thought it sounded good for my religious stuff. The hamster thing has been thought out.

Hamsters may very well be the gods cats worship. They sleep 90% of the time, which cats imitate in worship. They do pointless stuff like chase their tails and fall off couches...which hamsters also do. But the best part is that the way cats worship imitates Christianity, in that every so often they take into themselves the body and blood of their god....and eat a hamster.

Don't tell Baxter I said that, he'd never speak to me again. ;)

And just to show you that sometimes my childish side even bothers me...