I’m not even going to say it this time…

June 21, 2006

…or maybe I will: I am back, and I’m sorry for yada yada yada. All is not lost though, according to my “site stats” I’m still managing an averge of like 12 hits a day, which is pretty good for a blog that hasn’t updated in months. Thing is though, for my mighty ego to be inflated back to its normal size, I need like five times that amount. So yeah, now that I got some extra time I’m going to pelt the internet with more of my musings.

So what have I been up to? Well, I’ll tell you.

Linux = holy shits: Okay, here’s a scenario: you hear about the absolute sexiest woman you’ve ever heard, and that she’s been captured. Let’s call her “properly configured Linux”. Now, because she always has her cell phone on her, she got the message out that she will marry the person who rescues her. There is also a rumour out that she’s, well, well versed in some of the finer arts of life. Of course, you would think “hell yes, I gots my moxie on this week, I bet I could do it and get me some of that.” So you set out on your adventure. Halfway through, you realize that you have to swim through the “always liquid concrete” ocean, and then cross the desert where it rains lava, and then once you get to the castle where she is being kept, you have to fight Richard Simmons in an arm wrestle, forcing you to actually touch him.

All of a sudden, the prize doesn’t seem so sweet. But you trek on. You put on your +1 hat of “swimming through the thickest shit ever” and get through the ocean, you use the children you captured proficiently as shields and managed to get through the desert of raining lava, and you touched Richard Simmons, thereby rending your left arm useless. With your one good arm, you open the door to her chamber and see….
Yay
Horatio Sans. He laughs at you for a full five minutes and says “the Princess is in another castle!” You then shoot him and go marry a 41 year old rich guy with nice transitions. His name? Vista.

Anyways, tomorrow, I’ll talk to you about something funtastical. Probably a movie or something.