Cleansing the Palate
John and I rode the Midtown Greenway today, and I'm now sore and pleasantly buzzed. Happy Fourth.
UPDATED: Hermagoras just sent me this patriotic video (not safe for work).
Inspiring dissent and debate and the love of dissonance
Master's Degree holder, telecommuting from the hot tub, proud Darwinian Dawkobot, and pirate librarian belly-dancer bohemian secret agent scribe in training, on a mission to rescue bloggers from the wholesome clutches of the pious backstabbing girl fridays of the world.