My father just friended me.
BTW, my father’s name is Edward. Look at the cool Gmail adds:
I’ll admit, I think I know where AdSense went off the wire on this email thread, at least partly. My writing group is trying to schedule our next critique session in emails under the title “Meeting Dates.”
The line between nouns and gerunds can be ever so fine at times. I have no explanation for the Sarah Palin and Bologna jobs board ads, just the Zambian dating auction site.
Now I have to go Purell my hands.
http://textiplication.com/2008/04/25/i-awoke-this-morning-with-a-resounding-phrase-in-my-head-2/
My dream has been stolen…
I’m not going to link to the page that copied it, because it’s not a nice page, and may in fact be evil. Here’s what it looks like, though:
The link to ‘taxidermists’ goes to a quite fabulous page (that’s still not-nice and probably evil) intended to catch Google searches for “taxidermist.”
This lovely screenshot is a representative sample:
Imagine a hairy guy ranting the above words from atop a soapbox.
“Expedite my taxidermists! Damn it, expedite them!”
Paul Krugman wins Nobel Prize.
http://freakonomics.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/10/13/congratulations-paul-krugman/
