Geez. I’ve neglected to put anything here for too long. Let’s just see…

I saw some graffiti the other day that read “Chicken Over Bitches” and gave no other details on what that might be. I see a handful of possibilities. There’s the possibility that it could be about a guy who likes his to eat chicken more than he likes to be in the company of women. There’s also the fact that another word for “chicken” is another word for “penis” so it could be kind of a “Homies Over Hoes”-style statement in favor of homosexuality. It would also be nice to think that maybe someone would be kind enough to actually not be using bitches to refer to women. It could be about actual dogs. That means it could be a guy who advocates eating chicken instead of eating dog. I’d get behind that. Also, it could be using the word “over” in terms of literal position and thus maybe the chickens are flying over the dogs, or even riding them like horses or something. That’d be cool. I guess “chicken” could also be people who are scared of stuff. Yeah…

“Do the Homie! Do the Homie!”

Also, a few days back, Saturday morning I guess I left work on foot and got to walk through the wilderness between the Middle Of Nowhere that I am employed within and the city of Halifax. I got to see a rabbit walking around and a duck with three babies swimming behind it.

And just to continue commenting on what I’ve seen, I shall look out the window and tell you of whatever is out there… Wow. Interestingly enough two vehicles in the morning traffic seem to have had a minor accident. They appear to be doing well enough. Looking at the damage and such. That means I get to call them suckers. Excellent. Suckers.

I had this dream today where they were bringing back Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but I had to play Xander. I didn’t really want to play Xander, and the rest of the cast didn’t really want me to play Xander and we all knew that the fans of the show would hate that I was playing Xander instead of the real Xander guy, but for some reason I HAD to play Xander. The dream was just this one really awkward table-read of the script.

That said, if I were ever to be an actor on some kind of superhero show I surely would end up in the role of the doofy, somewhat dumb everyman-representing sidekick. It’s just what I do.

Since I wrote this up to explain to someone else, I might as well use it here as well. This is the dream from which I am recently awakening:

“Well, I was on a bus. A bus only for superhumans and I was a Skrull who looked human. I, and who ever I was with (a man visually based on Coop from Megas XLR, who was also a Superhero but not a Skrull). We were riding the bus across town while I was trying to put up with the driver who kept complaining about Skrulls and “Coop” tried to keep me calm. I changed my shirt from Orange to Green in the hopes this would keep me noticing I was a Skrull (How that works, I don’t know, but it was the only shape changing I successfully did the whole dream. I did spend much time considering getting off the bus and flying home but I was sure I couldn’t remember how to shapeshift into a bird.)

As the ride continued, the other superhumans kept picking fights with us one at a time and the driver would always slow down to let us throw off those we defeated. He was starting to get to like us and was going to put a good word in for us (With whom? Unknown) until as we cross the bridge that led to our stop I was attacked by two guys and beat them up. The driver revealed that one of those two was his father. I asked how that was possible since they were both younger than him, but he just kicked us off the bus (we were now at our stop anyhow).

It seemed good until the bus driver must have changed his mind and the bus started coming after us. We ran (I tried to turn into a bush to hide, but could not remember how to do so). We saw the driver get off the bus with three men I recognized as Mr. White, Mr. Blue and Mr. Black (each had an AK-47 in their color) and they were chasing us. But Mr. Blue was secretly on our side and helped me beat Mr. White and the driver, then we talked Mr. Black into joining us too. The Four of us returned to the bus and our victory somehow activated our Transformer powers. “Coop” became Optimus Prime and had the voice and everything.

And I… still didn’t know how to transform even though I was now two species of shapechangers.”

Since last weekend I have been without my computer. I’ve gone that long without the Internet, but with no computer at all, it was killing me. And the fear that I had lost everything on my hard drive (which includes all manner of music/pictures/tv shows and things I’ve written dating back at least as far as ten years) made me even more upset. I’m an empty, lonely man and having no computer only made that worse.

What had happened was the mouse locked up while I was playing Counterstrike with Kip. I tried rebooting it to get it working again and it just never came back on. It would come up with a black screen with that little flashing dash where you’re supposed to type, but could not type or do anything. But when it was taken in to be looked at it came up fine for them and now as I try it again here and I haven’t lost my files. I guess that means there was nothing wrong with it beyond “It wasn’t working for a while and now it’s better.” Awesomeness. This makes me happy. I think maybe I’ll start backing stuff up on CDs maybe.

That said, I didn’t miss anything much, it would seem. Two emails and one MSN message. And 38 spam comments on this site. But still, I feel better knowing that.

In other news, tomorrow I shall be getting the last signature needed for my passport application. Soon the PDR shall be spreading his self all over the globe!

I guess that is enough for tonight. I am going to re-enter myself into the World’s Widest Web.

Thunder and lightning is happening! That’s always cool. I’m pro-that.

Do you suppose there has ever been a man who got a rock embedded in his foot and then whenever he kicked someone he did extra damage? If so, I consider that a superpower.

Haiku!

Space is way to big.
All our rocketships can try,
But will not fill it.

I think it is this Fall that television networks are going to be allowing more time for advertisers. Is that really going to help fight against the Internets? I think not. Television networks, I think are losing this battle.