If you want to get me a gift, don’t wait for the Tablet Mac, start over at Tivoli Audio and blame my cousin. His radio rocks. I figure an iPal and the RadioWorks would be kicking.
What is NASA going to do with the money they have? Will they choose to do that thing and go to the moon? Will we see men and women on Mars in my lifetime? From the Earth to the Moon. Take us there.
The Greens and Libertarians (I told you they weren’t the same thing) raised $113,600 to demand a recount in Ohio. And I’m not even touching Condoleezza “As I told my husband- As I told President Bush” Rice today.
I offered to write up a hint of the week for an email list I’m on, and since it turned out so nice, I thought I’d double up. I’m sure the email will be a little different, but this is the unedited version.
No, sadly, it’s Bush.
Voting, schmoting! Let’s talk movies! Seriously, I’ve voted, and I hope you will to. But while we’re waiting on the polls to close, here’s some fun.
Red Sox, Red Sox, Post season woes
As yet another curse they blow.
Billy Buckner was not there,
And they stole the Cardinals’ underwear.
Everyone else is saying it: Go Red Sox! I don’t go for curses. I don’t believe in ghosts. And after last night, I think it’s safe to say that it’s okay to hate the Yankees. This is about baseball curses.
There are days when I hate you all, every last stinking one of you net users. Yesterday was that kind of day. The internet isn’t free! Shut up, shut up!