So sue me, no update yesterday. It was Sunday, a day that we've set aside for rest in honor of the fact that the God an increasing number of Americans don't believe in rested on that day. Granted, He'd just gone and created the Universe. What did you do last week?
I really wasn't planning on doing an update today either because today's the day we celebrate Martin Luther King's dream of nailing 95 thesis papers into the content of our characters, or something.
But as it happens, I too have a dream. I have a dream that people will wake up and realize the following things in no particular order: that global warming is a welfare hoax designed to send our money to third-world tinpot dictatorships who hate us, that 99.9999999999999999 ad infinitum % of all music produced in the last 20 years has the same quality and taste as the lining of a pig trough, that Phantom Menace was worse than Attack of the Clones, that people who dress entirely in black had better be in a famous rock band or people will think they're pretentious, that walking three abreast at one mile an hour on a sidewalk wide enough for three people surrounded by a foot of snow on both sides is grounds for being stepped on, and that no matter what white guilt or post-racial sentimentality says, we must never again judge a presidential candidate on the color of his skin instead of the highly questionable content of his character.
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