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I just noticed that Facebook has a link to 'More Ads'. Finally! I've been petitioning for that feature since '03!
Sketching paired pictograms of my traits onto stacked tiles. Why yes, I am a taipei personality. How did you guess?
I am Irish, but I am also Canadian, which means I spend St. Patrick's Day apologizing to any snake I can find.
That magical instrument told me it is a mandolin, but I think it is a lyre.
Dad says upstate New York has two seasons: Winter and Construction. Texas is similar, except we don't have winter.
It’s Bring Your Inner Child to Work Day! After I finish this comic book I’ll become an inventor then sneak some candy from the receptionist.
Things I learned from movies #412: Always say 'Nice ride' to anyone who may be leaving town. 10 to 1 they respond with 'It's yours.'
I used to think “I Could Have Danced All Night” was an exaggeration. Now that I do it monthly, I’m also rethinking Spain’s meteorology.
I think I got just enough energy from that nap to make it through a nap.
"Gambit - create a perimeter! Wolverine - you're on point! Snackers - make Magneto vaguely want a sammich!"
That cruise ship had no floor 13, yet they played "My Heart Will Go On." That's like always wearing 45 SPF but sleeping in a tanning bed.
A native Texan may call this a flurry, but as a New Yorker I've seen more threatening dandilion seed storms. But hey, snow!
Just about perfected my John Cage Pandora station. Here's the link:
The airport just paged Zelda! What to quip, what to quip... Let's go with: "The Princess is in another terminal."
OH "I can't believe you took my little black baby out of the marsupial pouch in my leg."
After searching THE ENTIRE INTERNET and YOUR SOCK DRAWER, I have found 'comp.txt'. Also, it was on my computer all along. You meddling kids.
If I keep tossing this can of ravioli in the air, maybe it will become a steak dinner. I... I don't really know how kitchens work.
Best automatic password to date: "pdiggy!" That's either my DJ name or my new password for everything. So tell everyone. Or nobody.
There's a big difference between a standing ovation and a mass exodus to lunch before clapping has ceased.
I laugh. I dance. I control the elements (well, one of them).