Monthly Archives: September 2006
All the lights in my home are flickering. I awoke to the sound of a loud pop and toasted plastic. Jill and I are two defunct surge protectors richer. I wish I knew enough about anything to determine if this … Continue reading
My microwave says this is the end.
The only difference between today and last week are a few thousand confused looking 18 year olds. If the tables set up for lost freshmen stick around, I am going to ask some one to point me in the direction … Continue reading