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I was going to tell you about:
- The Gnarls Barkley song that was banned for fear of epilepsy, failing the Harding Test. (I must admit, when the checkerboard vortexes start vortexing, I lost sight in one of my eyes.) Yes, that’s Justin Timberlake. (Who, not many people know, failed the Turing Test.)
- The fact that yesterday I got challenged to a librarian duel. Lore speaks of great dangers but much glory.
- I could tell you about my growing excitement for the customizable control scheme of Smash Brothers. (Wavebird, Classic, Nunchuck, and Sideways) It also got a 9.5 at IGN.
- Instead I will tell you that tomorrow I will be a juror. I registered online, which is good since my form was supposed to be mailed in weeks ago. I was going to maximize my reading time and general sense of good citizenry by taking the bus (they gave me a FREE bus pass. Woo ba ba doo!) but when I planned the route online I had three switches, went most of the trip in the wrong direction, and an hour and forty-nine minute trip that would start at a bus stop at 5:30am made me say, “Meh.”
- Instead, be watching the “From the Field” sidebar for up to the minute privacy violations via cellphone. (Just kidding, scary Orwellian machina.)
- I wish it were Night Court. My peeps hang out there.

The Haiku
On the night before
I ask myself if I will
be chosen for court
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