What’s your perfect car?

Scotto, you’re a Beater

What do you care if your exhaust pipe drags a little on the pavement or if it takes a few tries to wheeze that motor to life in the morning? The car for you is a Beater, since you don’t have time to worry about the quality of your wheels. We’re thinking a 1970 Dodge Dart or a 1974 Chevy Nova maybe still painted its original salmon orange or moccasin brown. With over 100,000 miles on that odometer, it’s been around the block more times than you can count, and there are some great memories buried in that cracked vinyl back seat. Besides being a testament to your laid back lifestyle, and that ironic take on life, you recognize how owning a beater is a great advantage on the road. Notice how other cars don’t mess with you, knowing you wouldn’t think twice about ramming them just to make a point. Maybe some will call it an eyesore, but your time-honored ride is just proof of your true individuality.

stupid network.

*kicks the office pipe. back on.

My aim just died?

Sakes, that’s my lifeblood here! *stomping in a circle

come back!

This journal is no longer going to be PG-13. If violence, some foul language, and sexual situations upset or offend, here’s your warning.

Wow, this not-so-little bug sucks. The short form of it is that there’s a way to disguise non-text files as text files (actually, any file as another type of file) in Windows; when the user double-clicks it, it will execute as whatever real kind of file it is (e.g., a big whopping virus, or a trojan that just deletes everything on your computer, or whatever).

dang it… now i’m going to have to be that much more careful.