the new testament

A testament to why I need morning classes. Tuesday and Thursday I don’t start until 11:00, so it is now 8:43 and I’ve been wasting the morning with things like this:

Your wife’s name is Natalie Portman and you have negative 7 children. You’re a Music Critic who drives to work every day in a Girly Pink Ford Tempo.

It’s truly a wonderful life when you consider the countless romantic nights you have spent with Natalie Portman in your shack in Duluth, MN.

I’m not sure if that’s a good future or not. At least I didn’t end up in Asshole, NB. Try it out yourself at dollarshot’s MASH. Props go out to Jen at zosiablue for the link.

Later: I’m a very bad person. I incorporated cascading style sheets into Cromlech, but forgot to upload the actual CSS. For some reason that didn’t bother IE, anyone using Netscape (including all those Solaris workstations at school) was subjected to confusing error messages. Should be better now. Next in line is figuring out how to get internal pages to automatically display the navigation frame if it isn’t already there. Any offsite link that references anything but index.htm will be devoid of navigation… unless you’ve memorized my confounding labyrinth of folders and files and can scramble about on hands and feet. After that I need to learn PHP or something else that will allow direct linking to Blither entries, and will automatically slide old Blithers to the archives where they wait to die.

Cromlech only wears a mask of outward calm. The smoke and mirrors that go on behind the scenes would horrify the average carnival patron.

I got four packages in the mail today. Sax reeds and three boxes of books, all shipped separately from Barnes.et.Noble.com. I would have been fine with them sending all the books at the same time in one box, but since I got a sweet deal and skirted any shipping payments, I’m not gonna complain. I now have all my philosophy books (except a 1956 Dover publication of G.W.F. Hegel that doesn’t seem to exist), Shackleton’s Incredible Voyage and a book about Norse runes and mythology.

Somewhere between the smoke and the Internet, my eyes hurt. I’m going to finish off the evening with reading and Guinness.