Little disasters
Yesterday, returning to the garage at UCLA where I had parked my car, I was stopped by an officer of the peace and told I couldn’t go to level B, because an SUV had caught fire. So I waited there for the Fire Dept. to do their thing, etc. Then, just now, the power went out in my apartment. These things come in threes. What’s next?
Interesting problem with LED car headlights
Unlike conventional bulbs and xenons, they don’t produce enough heat to melt lens-obscuring snow.
Paper Mario
I can’t help it.
Paul Frank
It’s an ad, but you can be struck by an ad: “If you really want to meet a girl you don’t throw a basketball at her, you make her something…like a purse or something cute.”
Our cat
Has started sleeping in a barrel. Like, eighteen hours a day. She emerges to eat, defecate privatly, and prowl the neighborhood in the small hours. So cute.
The Situation
Ashcroft leaves, Arafat’s brain dies, pharmacists begin to refuse birth control prescriptions.
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