Weebsington 3000

Rule: #23 - Whenever a new Mexican restaurant opens, it must be sampled at least once.

We're having a Mennonite company do some work in our house and one of the workers is always singing to himself while he works. I asked him what he was singing and he told me that he was singing gospel because he loves the Lord and loves singing about him. I wonder if you catch Sir Mix a Lot beatboxing to himself and ask him about it, he probably would respond I love big butts, and love rapping about them.

Today I briefly entertained the idea of starting a separate blog to chronicle my thoughts and feelings, maybe even perhaps my hopes and dreams. It would be quasi-anonymous, much like T&A. Then I realized that I write too much like a total Ransom and it would be weird, and everyone would figure it out in one posting, then I just realized that I should just write a diary, but that seemed a little too emo. Then I just gave up on it, and looked at the gPC and thought about how it would make a good media server, and that I already have a TV tuner. Then I realized I should be doing work anyways.

Two things that make me disproportionately sad...

Throwing away egg yolks when making egg white gross eggs (trying to get more healthy)

Judy Nails as interpreted by Guitar Hero III (they made her too edgy)