No, I don't blog anymore.

When I hear about the Yankees beating the Phillies in the world series, it makes me feel like a small, thriving, independent state has been invaded by a fascist regime to be raped and pillaged.

Oh. And my mind was blown by the fact that my "Mag Safe Power Adaptor" for my "MacBook Pro" does not have an up or down side. It is symmetrical along its horizontal axis.

Philly Phanatic JACK-O-LANTERN!

Again: Dear Idiot Drivers Of East Nashville,

Please remove yourselves from the gene pool in whatever way you feel most fitting. Here are some suggestions:

1. Ride a bicycle in the bicycle lane, and have someone turn left, from oncoming traffic, straight into you.

2. Ride a bicycle to a four-way stop, wait your turn, and have another car ignore all rules of road etiquette and try to run you over while you're in the middle of the intersection.

3. Guns.

4. Knives.

5. Etc.

Keep in mind these are just suggestions for helping out the human race, and are probably more merciful than the head on collisions you are doomed to die from.

(Disclaimer: I don't actually want anyone to die.)

Let me tell you about my day.

I'm typing on one of my computers, and watching my second episode of TV on my other computer. So far I have eaten pumpkin pie, and I'm drinking coffee. I have written one email that was productive. I'm going drinking this afternoon.

Happy fall break everyone.

Grad school makes blogging impossible.

Except for right now.

Does anybody know of any good 5 minute radio plays?

For a project.

Also, if you're into voice acting, let me know.

The commuter anthem (Censored, and still probably rated R)

Bad Habit
by The Offspring

Hey man you know I'm really okay
The gun in my hand will tell you the same
But when I'm in my car
Don't give me no crap
Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap

When I go driving I stay in my lane
But getting cut off makes me insane
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I gonna wreck this _________'s ride

Chorus
I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away
Yeah I got a bad habit
And it ain't goin' away
Yeah

Well they say the road's a dangerous place
If you flip me off I'm the danger you'll face
You drive on my ___
Your foot's on the gas
And your next breath is your last

Drivers are rude
Such attitudes
But when I show my piece
Complaints cease
Something's odd
I feel like I'm God
You stupid _________ _________ ____________!

I open the glove box
Reach inside
I'm gonna wreck this ________'s ride