I know spiders break their old skin and shed it, but I want to know if it's a painful process. I know sunburns are painful (ouch ouch ouch).
My nose and forhead (which aren't painful) are already peeling. I just can't wait for the pain across the shoulders to subside and I can get a good night's rest.
SexyChyck Dot Com (no, it's not a porn site) and right there on the front page:
I take it you're Captain Napalm?
Uh … wow! How did that happen?
So I'm playing around with several complex senarios here (she saw my previous visit in her logs, decided to check out the Conman Site) when I decide to check the source code to the page in question.
Nothing quite that complex or time consuming. I told her who I was.
Visit her page for the first time and a dialog box will appear asking for your name. It's then stored in a cookie for later use.
Silly me. I'm easily amused.
Rob and I went to the local T. B. O'McFlynagin's for dinner. One of the TVs hanging from the ceiling was tuned to the local Fox station and what was on but American High, a type of Real World for the high school set.
I found it amuzing at first, watching teenage angst from a decade (or so) down the road until the show focused on Morgan, who seemed to be in a straight jacket while talking about things.
It was hard to tell if he was upset or not, as the volume was turned off, but closed captions were turned on. But he seemed to be taking it all in stride, like wearing a straight jacket is normal for kids today, especially ones that take Ridalin, Prozac and other jagged little pills.
“My god,” I said. “I'm almost glad I'm not a kid today.”