Broken Hallelujah

My computer no longer humms loudly. It's beginning to growl, too. So if I can catch it between growls, spurts and sputters, I'm going Extreme Blog Visiting. I miss you. Oh, yeah, Good Morning...!



My cable went out earlier so I unhooked it, tuned in generic tv and waited for the repair service. What I witnessed will be forever branded in my mind. Celine Dionne (sorry, Celine fans) was singing and dancing with some guy while playing air guitar. (Deep breaths, Susan.) So I flipped the channel only to see Kathie Lee Gifford extolling her virtuous marriage and perfect family ad naseum to thundering audience applause. I search the room to see if I'm on Punk'd or Candid Camera with people waiting for me to go ballistic. No, just Crappy TV. Where IS that damn cable guy?



Have you visited the Internet Archive's Wayback Machine? Good for those long lost web sites you created in 1996.



Body Tag - Here's something for you to play with while you're supposed to be working.

[via: jwalk]



Yooha! News - Bush parody site. Lest I be remiss on my Bush bashing.



{Listening:} Ugly Man - Rickie Lee Jones



{Haiku For You}

The battery's dead

I thank you for jumping me

Fixing the car, too



I'm out of estrogen and I've got a gun.