God damn. I just found a flea on my dog. Damn.

Matt and I will be camping at the site as well, Pam, so if you wanted to throw some of your stuff around for us too, that'd be great. I don't know when we are planning on getting there.

If anyone wants to go to WILCO this saturday night (17th), and is not going to Castor. My friend Katie has an extra ticket. give me a shout sometime before friday afternoon if you are interested. tix=$45 ish though compromise is always possible.

See you all saturday otherwise,

Hey Pam, I'm aiming for around 2pm myself so could you grab some space for me?

naw, I was going to take my girlfriend to Elk Island to see the meteors (it's a light reserve there), but it was took fuckin cloudy Sunday Night/Monday morning. I was bummed. I was gonna bring a big foam mattress to put on top of my van and we could lay on the roof and watch the stars. I think that would've been a killer idea on my part. But the weather did not cooperate with my notions of romance.

So yeah, I see Perseids about as often as I do Percy.

I've found that the key to killing zombies is to shoot them in the legs and get close-enough to round-house kick their heads once they go down. It's an especially excellent technique when you need to conserve the ammunitions.

Clearly, it's no Animaniacs song of countries, but They Might Be Giants' Alphabet of Nations did point out a fact I didn't know about the nations of the world. It's not immediately apparent, and has only been true since, oh, October 3, 1990. (As far as I can reason; can anyone think of a country I'm missing?) But I had to look it up to realize that it's true.

Take that, English!

You know who is a master at killing zombies?... well not me.

I suggest a handgun in your left hand and a long sword in your right. Seems to workout pretty good.