Last night I dreamt that I was sleeping in the apartment next door while some sort of repairs were taking place. I came back home after taking Newt for a walk on a harness (something we haven’t done for an age) and the sliding glass door was wide open. I knew that I’d closed it on the way out. I called out to the inside of the house for folks to come out, and to come out now because I was calling the police. Nobody came outside, so I phoned the police anyway, and stupidly went inside. I don’t know where Newt went, but I wasn’t worried about him. I walked the area out, and found some vagrants sleeping in the living room. I told ’em to get out, and they did so… one man was foul smelling and had a backpack that looked something belonging to my brother. I asked the guy if the bag was his, and he said that he didn’t know… we opened it up and my bro’s old skateboard was in there. I told the guy to hit the road, but leave the bag behind. I thought I’d checked the whole place out, and got ready to sleep for the night. right as I was starting to bunk down, I rolled in bed and saw that next to me was a person being prepped for minor surgery. I got up, apologized, and went to go sleep in the bathroom tub. when I closed the door, a head fell from the crack between the top of the door and the frame, like a bad “bucket of water” gag. Shocked, I woke up shortly afterward.

WarTuning: Wardrive using your WiFi enabled laptop to listen to (download?) other people’s shared music through iTunes.

Moment of Lyric (in my head):

Yesterday, I pretty much just slobbed around the house, napped, slacked off and never even left the premises. No Mel, though we did speak a few times, but no visiting time. After our talk on Saturday, I figured that would be the case. I hope we still get together tonight.

myspleen.net has links to torrents of the angry beavers (and mst3k, and venture bros). I’ve been waiting to get a few of those episodes for quite a little span. I blame Micah Wright’s poor writing for the demise of the show… the episodes he wrote were a sure death knell. The early Episodes by John Requa and Glenn Ficara had a lot more life, intelligence and humor to them.

Between the Filth and we3, Grant Morrison’s use of ginger cats is a little disturbing.

The Rogers Indicator of Multiple Intelligences