Greetings from the Omnigraphic Blogopticon. On view are vile sticky things dragged from the attic, snarky commentary on the world at large, and all-encompassing ennui. All that and a weird rubbery smell. A horrible time will be had by all.

Monday, August 20, 2007

More Whining

I should be able to check my e-mail soon.

My connection has gotten so slow I think it's going backwards. I'm starting to feel like I'll have to climb a telephone pole to even connect, sorta like the guy on Green Acres trying to make a phone call.

Grumbled by Severina at 9:00 PM