This city is headed for a disaster of biblical proportions.

Mayor: What do you mean, "biblical"?

Dr Ray Stantz: What he means is Old Testament, Mr. Mayor, real wrath-of-God type stuff.

Dr. Peter Venkman: Exactly.

Dr Ray Stantz: Fire and brimstone coming down from the skies. Rivers and seas boiling.

Dr. Egon Spengler: Forty years of darkness. Earthquakes, volcanoes...

Winston Zeddemore: The dead rising from the grave.

Dr. Peter Venkman: Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together - mass hysteria.

Damn europeans get all the cool stuff

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38 mpg diesel. 0-60 in under 6 seconds. Room for five and a couple corpses lots of luggage in the back, and kayaks on the roof. 6-speed manual. But BMW won't bring it here, because Americans won't buy enough of 'em.

I guess too many wouldn't be caught dead in a station wagon, and all the cool kids have them SUVs.

Note to Fat Cats in Munich: bring it across the pond, and I'll take mine in white, please.


Like, you know, um, kinda bad

What do you get for your $46,050 per year tuition to Duke University? Apparently not any classes on public speaking.

General and specific rants from an irritable traveller

Rant #1: First, don't trust any review you read on Google Local (aggregated from yelp, tripadvisor, et al). Case(s) in point. Yesterday, we went to dinner at an Italian place called La Caterina Trattoria that only got three out of five stars, and was panned by about half the reviewers. As it turns out, the food was quite good, and the desert (tiramisu) was fantastic.

The ultimate letter to the editor

I just had an interesting story relayed to me.

Apparently some woman drove up to the truck dock at the back of the building, and in plain sight of several employees, proceeded to take what I'm told was a horrendous dump next to the tire of the semi trailer parked there. She then got back in her truck, and drove away.

So much more personal than an email.

Nope, never saw this happening

YouTube hosts thousands (millions?) of other peoples' copyrighted works.

Company with deep pockets buys YouTube for billions and billions in funny money.

Big copyright holder sues that company for billions (ok one billion) in real money.

Who'da thunk?

On the new server

I finally started moving my site (and Betsy's) to another host, after getting fed up with poor performance, mediocre customer service and the frustration of having to do every single task on the server through a web-based control panel.


I'm obviously retarded

Because I can't stop laughing at this photo. Ask my wife.

Who'da thunk? It's waterproof!

When my bride and I got into the car to head to the gym tonight, I looked around thinking my [w:iPod Shuffle] was tucked away in one of the compartments after our last gym/dinner/grocery trip. But no luck. I figured I left it in my car instead.

Turns out, I left it in the pocket of my shorts a couple nights ago. Which went into the hamper. And then into the washer. And then the dryer.

Google giveth, and Google taketh away

For a fleeting moment last week, if you googled "christian yates" (even without the quotes!), my site was #1. And now, I've faded back into obscurity, concealed beneath the chaff of the 1.3 billion other Christian Yateseses infesting this mote of dust we call home.




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