Continuing the trend of loving things that don't love me back... I love you, PortableApps. I now have a media player that plays .ogg and doesn't look suspicious (i.e., spyware included). I also love my ZoneAlarm, because the McAfee virus scan on my work computer expired, and you saved me, Zone Alarm Security Suite, you really did.
Now, down to business: Random thoughts today.
Cars is showing. Yay.
Martina didn't make it to the title, but, heck, she made the first week so worthwhile to follow. At first she was being diplomatic, then she just let it go. Yay, Martina.
Does anyone else think those Bench ads (for the fashion show thingy) are... kinda gay? The I-work-out build of the boys, the skimpy underwear, the disco ball? Call Brian Kinney, fast.
Of course, if Bench featured Gale Harold, I'd be a bigger Bench fan.
Anyhoo.
Abu Musab al-Zarqawi has finally been pinpointed and killed. Bush and Blair were beside themselves with such joy you could hear Bush orgasm all the way here. Yeah, sure, Dubya, I'm sure that makes the war in Iraq so worthwhile.
Now, riddle me this: where's Osama?
"Hey, Donna, if Foreman chooses to got with the love that dare not speak its name? I'm here for you."
- Hyde, That 70's Show
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