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Not only is Barack Obama going to be the next President of the United States by a LARGE margin… He also has excellent taste in musical artists. For those who missed it.
At time index 2:42 look on the ground behind the sign language interpreter. WHAT IS THAT!? A rat?? Reconaissance sent by the Republicans?
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I had a dream last night I got into a fight with someone. Nobody who reads this blog, in fact somebody I don’t know very well, but will probably come to have a lot of contact with in the upcoming months.
In the dream I hauled off and drove him one.
In real-life I hauled off and [...]
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It took quite a bit of Google’ing but I finally found the answer to a question that’s been bugging me for some time. In fact, the forum poster on the Apple forums expressed my sentiment exactly. Every time you do an “update” of an iTouch/Iphone application, it keeps all the old versions in the [...]
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For those of you who feel “deprived” by my lack of blogging, my Twitter feed (that I mentioned in the last post) is much more active. If you are a friend on Facebook, you’re already subscribed to my Twitter feed, because Twitter copies my Twitter status to my Facebook status.
If you’re unsure exactly what Twitter [...]
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Yeah I know I’ve been slacking lately. It’s a pattern of mine. I will go through a blogging hiatus for a few months and then I’ll blog so much you’ll be sick of me, and then I’ll go through another dry spell. The short version is: I blog in spurts.
Here’s what’s been going on, in [...]
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Late one evening, an officer was parked outside a local pub. He noticed a man leaving the bar who was so intoxicated that he could barely walk.
The man stumbled around the parking lot for a few minutes with the officer quietly observing. After the intoxicated man had tried his keys on five different vehicles, he [...]
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I had a weird dream last night.
I dreampt I was riding a somewhat-fast lawn mower from Kemptville to Winchester. Well, that is, I started in Kemptville. When I realized I got to the Pacific Ocean I realized I’d made a wrong turn somewhere.
Fortunately there was a Hooters in Vancouver and it was wing night.