Archive for July, 2005

Nobody’s fault

Oh my. I laughed so hard that the Knob Creek I was sipping came out of my nose when I read about the hubbub over a hidden sex scene in video game Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas.

Let’s see…assaults? Check! Carjacking? Check! Stomping women to death? Check! Decapitating cops? Check! Chain saw attacks? Check! Wait a minute…what’s this! Those people are screwing! Sweet Jesus! Get this thing off the shelves!

Secret Santa

I walked out to get the mail today, and out of the corner of my eye noticed that something didn’t seem quite right.

Most of us don’t pay much attention to our surroundings, since for the most part we see the same tired crap every day. So when something has changed, it can pop right out at you. Ad today something was definitely popping out at me from the side of the house. Someone had propped something up against one of the big fan palms.