Friday, July 16, 2004

The office left early to hit the local bar, gentle reader, but I decided to intoxicate myself with your presence instead.  It always seems that whenever Friday rolls around, whether it’s raining or snowing or springtime or fall, the desire to journal decreases significantly.  I should write a treatise on this, now that you mention it, but I’ve got so many others to publish.

You either came here to read something interesting or–and this is a far more likely proposition–the thousand monkeys you own finally banged out the correct URL into your browser.  In all my linking, I’ve never introduced you to this site.  Some of you have doubtless heard of it, but I bet quite a few of you could benefit greatly from visiting this site for the first time.  What is it?  It’s a paean to the odd, a massive collection of news articles wherein reality surpasses fiction in entertainment value.  As always, read and eat.