For I, as a young lad, owned Boulder Hill. The envy of EVERYone, and no one but me got to touch it. The gas pumps eventually broke, but the rest was in perfect working order when I sold it at the garage sale OF MY INNOCENCE, wherein I frittered away G.I. Joe heroes, a remarkable MASK collection and a NES with 30 classic games (I had superb taste) for a few measly bucks. I don’t even remember what I bought with the money, but… I was a fool.

Still, I had it and you didn’t. Take that, Brian.

Enjoy some Snowmen drawn by Bill Watterson, and sent to me by an in-law of sorts.

… and it contains a price list for Viagra and Cialis.

Touché, spammer. I think you’ve hit on somethng there.

Maybe I already do.

Appearance is everything to us, because we’ll get more of your money by looking cool than we will by doing quality work.

We do stuff. [OFN, requires reading]

Stolen (at least this time) from the infamous Dread.

I still have yet to hear a convincing reason for why this doesn’t ethereally accompany me wherever I go.

non·ver·sa·tion (nnvr-sshn)
n.

1. Spoken discourse resulting in nothing substantive.
2. (Sometimes unctuous) Pleasantries exchanged to promote the illusion of concern, friendship, or respect, usually followed by a request or body language which pleads reciprocation.
   How was your weekend? Good, I need you to…
3. The majority of communication at one’s job on a given day.

New additions to steelbuddha.net:

1. Google search in sidebar makes me money.
2. Google ads in sidebar make me money. You see something you might want to buy, you click it. Simple.
3. Explorer Destroyer spreads Firefox love… and makes me money.
4. I’m taking pre-orders for this shirt:

Model and t-shirt image stolen without compunction from American Apparel. Shirts will likely be bought elsewhere.

This shaved-head tattooed guy is standing in front of an ice cream truck; that’s appropriate.

Remember those old middle school games where you would fantasize about what your life would be like? What city you would live in, what car you would drive, how many kids you would have, etc?

Well, I’m not driving a tricked out Ford Aerostar with superhero-like accoutrements. I don’t have the two kids I thought I would; the ones I do have are disappointing to say the least*. The closest I have to a pool and helicopter are a little spot of drool on my pillow in the morning and a broken clock whose hands spin too fast.

But, I was right about one thing: Vancouver is the best place in the world to live. [ via Headless Hollow ]

Don’t believe me? Don’t believe the EIU? Cast your doubting eyes on this bit of knowledge and prepare to eat crow, non-believer!

I wonder if I can claim that as a religious holiday.

* – I don’t actually have kids. Don’t call Social Services on me.

Brian’s was spot on. Mine makes me seem more of a hermit than… wait a minute, I guess that’s fairly accurate. Brian got Power-ups, though! I want a power-up.

Your Birthdate: March 16

You’re incredibly introverted and introspective. You live inside your head.
You spend a lot of alone time meditating and thinking.
People see you as withdrawn, and at times they are right.
You are caring and deep, but it may be difficult for you to show this side of yourself.

Your strength: Your original approach to thinking

Your weakness: You tend to shy away from others

Your power color: Pale blue

Your power symbol: Wavy line

Your power month: July
What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

UPDATE: I am a moron.

Cat and Girl comic today makes me happy and sad all at once.

Maybe they should call it Catharsis and Girl. Heh heh… oh God.