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So I have no idea what this photo is about. Any guesses?
Via Dave Barry's blog.
American high-end companies are freaking out about the new RoHS standards. Turns out it could silence church organs, too.
Signs of sickness, with a scent like ennui, all over the apartment: dirtied tissues tossed to the floor, the many jilted cups of tea, unfinished this, unwashed that, empty cans of soup, the pale and quiet Moscode.
Still, it took so much energy just to get out. Through the dark tunnels and into the sunshine of this spring day. I passed by a child who had the purest smile. I wondered if I ever owned a smile like hers.
When the doctor took a look into my mouth, he jumped back five feet and yelled: "YIKES!"
Blood work will tell if it's strep or mono. If it's strep, I get…
Huckleberry mutters and plots while cleaning his weapons of mouse destruction.
Welcome to vistors coming from The Friday Ark and Carnival of the Cats.
Bagheera simply dribbles off the bookshelf for hours at a time—after she rids it of those troublesome books, of course.
Welcome to vistors coming from The Friday Ark and Carnival of the Cats.
New study: High Times is not a gateway publication to hard reading.
Via The Onion.
A new Massive Attack album and The Belfast Telegraph breaks the story. "We don't like each other very much. It's always been quite tempestuous for us in the studio—we always seem to lose a member after every album," says Grant Marshall.