Watershed

One of my heros hung up his guns today. I have never seen anyone exit with more class or more imagination. You will be missed, Moo.

In other news, I blinked today. Except I wouldn't really call it blinking. Blinking is when someone loses. I didn't lose. But I didn't win either.
I simply blinked. The world came into focus again, and I was able to keep walking.

And so ends the barrage of maudlin personal posts. There is a world out there to be mocked.
Remember Bob the Douchebag? He is still pissing me off. A lot.
Remember The Pope? Still dying. Still funny.
Remember me? Still a raging bitch with an internet connection.
Look Out World.