so its quarter after 4, i'm working on schoolwork, and completely wired on caffeine.
so of course, i completely blow off the paper i've been trying to write and start mucking about on the intarwebs.

This is amazing. way better than those scooters they try to sell off to old people with arthritis. if i get old and can't walk anymore, i'm getting one of these, and mounting raming spikes or somesuch.

the prospect of having young children write speeches for politicians amuses me. having them do it, and then getting a voice actor to read them is brilliant. made even better because the bit of plausibility given the previous slips President Bush has made.

What happens when, in 1978, you strap a gyro-stabalized camera to a ferrari and get a formula 1 driver to tear through the center of Paris? This, and a lot of near misses and run redlights.

I know it is way to late to still be awake because:
- i just heard the street sweepers go by.