It’s in the mid-90s and humid out. In other words, it’s hot as balls.

#Israel. What? Too political? I’m glad I didn’t go with the interrobang.

Canada makes me sick. Well… Made me sick.

Why do I keep forgetting I don’t speak French?

Old Indian Saying: You get more rabbits with a rifle than with a shotgun. Though I think I’d be just as scared of a rabbit with a knife…. Hare-trigger. Heh. *snort*

I’ll upload the rest of the list later. Birthday was fabulous. I have the awesome friends. Flying to Canada to present at a conference now. 2010-05-30 20:20:21 Flight canceled. Damn. NYC is not– apparently– one of the cities where I…

Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me… 😀

I don’t think libertarians understand game theory.

My 47-hour birthday began 11 minutes ago. (I celebrate in all the time zones.) I await your presents.

It’s time to see the doctor lady. I’m hoping for good news. I don’t want to have surgery to reattach a tendon. That’s so lame.

I could tell it was a forgery because he signed his own death certificate.

Note to self: stop playing basketball with broken bones.

Note to self: stop working out with broken bones.

Oh, Mother Teresa… What a cocktease.

Damn it, who made this bra? Master Lock??

My housing in Vienna is near the Red Light district. Score! (No pun intended)

I remember when Jack broke the Bro code by refusing to bail me out of jail because his mom was coming home with groceries?

I’d streak, but then I’d probably trip over myself.