Dancing With Steve Wozniak?

OK, so it seems that the one and only Woz is going to be on the new season of Dancing With the Stars. Now normally, I wouldn’t be caught dead watching such mind-numbing drivel, and most likely I still won’t. But Woz? Dancing? On TV? I’m suddenly overcome with cognitive dissonance. I’m thinking…prank?

But anyway, you know what to do, internet.

Bile Duct is Four

Today is the fourth anniversary of my first post. See it here, and marvel at the denial.

In four years, I’ve managed to write 93 posts (including this one). That’s not quite one post every two weeks. Prolific I ain’t. That being said, the vast majority of them are more substantial than this one.

I’m a PC, and I run Linux.

Oh, and fuck Microsoft.

OMFG! Clay Aiken is gay??!??!

I haven’t been this shocked since Nathan Lane came out of the closet.

RIP George

I’ll miss you more than all the others.

“The funny thing is they never even found out about the laundry basket.”

With those words, Ernest Pinkerton pressed the muzzle hard into the roof of his mouth and pulled the trigger.

Dr. Evans calmly put down his drill, removed his mask and latex gloves, and picked up the nearby phone. “Janice,” he said, “call the maintenance crew and warn them they may want to come in early tonight.” He hung up the phone and gazed out the window. “I think I’ll have chicken tonight,” he said to no one in particular.

Across town, his ex-wife Bess was trying in vain to capture one of her own farts in a mason jar.

I Lost Another Hero Today

I just heard that Arthur C. Clarke died today at the age of 90. He was not only my favorite SF author, but my favorite author period. I will miss him greatly.