Caught Boston Legal tonight. Almost never catch it live anymore. I download nowadays. Miz B, if you're reading this I urge you to see this coming episode (Pia tells me you get it a day late). There's a part of it that reminded me quite much of you.
I'm always one to point you all towards web-based entertainment, but I've got to warn you that in this instance the thing I'm linking you towards is all manner of creepifying. So I give you, with due warning, Salad Fingers. Proceed with caution.
Disillusioned words like bullets bark
As human gods aim for their mark
Made everything from toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that glow in the dark
It's easy to see without looking too far
That not much
Is really sacred.
I hope against hope that Bush's refusal to rule out a nuclear attack is just posturing. Sadly, If I was going to cast a vote for, "most likely to be the only person to use nuclear weapons after we became fully aware of their horrors" It'd have to be that asshole.
While preachers preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that knowledge waits
Can lead to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its gates
But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.
Cooper launched a new website recently about the crisis in Darfur. Despite my regular trawling of news sites I was unaware of this disaster until I ran into Cooper here in the blogodrome, which is a credit to her but a grim mark on our national consciousness. by all means read up.
As for me, I've got a film shoot at 9:30 and then I'm off to spend the day with some dear friends of mine, so I'm going to turn in early *grins*
Lyrics courtesy of the great Bob Dylan