Better then falling off your WoW addiction wagon.

Finally we learn the rationale behind "Not now, honey, I have a headache".

I think we know what someone was doing this morning ;)

Time to go watch things explode.

Hurrah!

Am I the only one that has a hard time imagining pock saying hoo-rah!™ ?

With the advent of competing browsers came some fierce loyalty to one brand or another. Some people would go as far to say they “love” their browser of choice. That got Grace Smith thinking. If you had to marry a web browser, which one would it be, and why? She put the question to her Twitter followers, and got many responses. Some examples:

I’d marry Firefox, but I’d like her to lose some weight and stop complaining when I accidentally call her Google Chrome.

I imagine I would start by dating Firefox, but come to realize she is high maintenance and run off with Safari.

It would have to be Opera, still barely touched and very innocent but with some great hidden features.

Netscape is my MILF!

I would marry FireFox, but every once in a while have a fling with Safari (For the looks) & Chrome (For the performance).

Can’t say which one i’d marry but I’d divorce IE6 in a second.

IE makes promises it doesn’t keep.Safari is unpredictable and incompatible. Firefox hogs the resources. I think I’d be single.

Firefox, though I have to admit, I’ve had several affairs with Safari. *shamefaced* But I’ll always come back to you, Firefox!

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Big Ben, the London clock tower bell, has a Twitter account. Online, it says the same thing it has always said in real life. The account was opened as a statement on the banality of Twitter, but Big Ben now has over six thousand followers!

Come to think of it, this IS handy if you want to know what time it is in London.

Bell even?

Oh dammit, you are right!!

Big Ben is the name of the bell, not the clock!!

Edit: fixed it.

It appears Big Ben likes Bongs. Who would have thought. I may have to make a trip to London and party with that clock.

BELL

No, poop. Me poop, you bingo.

Energy-Harvesting Rocking Chair

As the user rocks back and forth during the day, the chair charges a battery that powers the lamp.

Why would someone who was a total b***h to me in high school want to friend me on facebook? And why, as a supposedly mature adult, does it even bother me?

Been there, done that.

I decided to accept, and thus far, don't regret it.

Maybe like this?

possibly like


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