My regular readers may not even know this...

Okay, so I'll do it.

Only four of my regular visitors cared enough to vote, and frankly, I suspect at least one of you of voting more than once, but all four votes were in favor, so I'll do it. Of course, I don't see how I can possibly write 50,000 words in November with my work schedule and a friend who's freaking out about getting married and, for some reason, dying. I honestly have never connected those two events, but, I guess I'm funny like that.

Hey, it's for charity.

Hey's it's Friday and I have no theme to my crazy links.
Look I paid all my important bills last night and I'm too tired to come up with any real theme here, but these all are perfect links for a Friday.
First, in honor of Daylight Savings Time ending this weekend, and me getting an extra hour of badly needed sleep, here's a link to How To Sleep Better on Boing Boing.

Ah, that is the question.

Oh. My. God.

Saves Nine." Though, nine what, I have no idea.

I've been thinking about buying a sewing machine.
Okay, go ahead. Just get it all out of your system. When you're done laughing, you can come back and read my reasoning on this.

No, not the actual party.

I've lost count of how many posts I've started but not finished.

Just now, I was writing about the ridiculous situation of being more or less trapped in an office Friday while two utterly clueless guys extoled the virtues of mail order brides and prostitution under the guise of "advice about women".  The sheer stupidity of their argument and the surreality of the entire, one-sided conversation struck me as so bizarre that it was almost funny, at the time, but when I tried to write it, the whole thing just seemed, well, sad.

And, yes, by that I mean, Friday the Thirteenth.

I always thought it was because Judas was the Thirteenth Apostle or something like that. No, according to this article on GlobalPsychics.com, it has to do with the plot to suppress the Knights Templar. Hey, stop laughing! That's what it says!! And, I quote: