Some [url=http://www.capitolhillblue.com/artman/publish/article_4440.shtml]conspiracy theories[/url], and then, Brit Lit.
I was passing by a convenience store, I opted for a large drink, a lottery ticket, and hotlink. It’s the simple life, and I was going to make a point – when I win, the clerk wants a Corvette. That’s all he wants in life. Me? I was just happy with the ticket, the drink and some food.
[url=http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0385602561/fishinguideto-20]The Fandom of the Operator[/url] – page 256:
“Apparently there’s a secret underground complex beneath Mornington Crescent tube station. All the booty is there. And all the rest of it….”
Mornington Crescent Station, from my photo [url=http://astrofish.net/weblog/comments.php?id=P788_0_1_0_C]archives[/url]
Bubba Sean bailed me out of meeting last night, shot out for some quick BBQ and idle chatter which lead to him pontificating about [url=http://www.astrowhore.org/weblog/00000708.htm]violence[/url] (caution: link is not a good one).
I’ve been time tripping between coasts with phone readings mostly dialing in from the Left Coast, which means I was up rather late.
“But Kramer, the 10 PM news isn’t even on yet.”