Oooooh what fun times we had at work last night! It was pretty much what I had expected the effects of Y2k to be. I actually enjoyed it. Shame on me.
I have been engaging in a lot of online quiz action over at the LiveJournal lately. Go check it out if you dig that sorta thing. Now I don't have to clutter up Mimosa with that kinda stuff.
Tonight I spoke with the ultimate stupid. If you imagine a sucking singularity of stupidity, like the quasar stupid applied to Bernie Shifman, but imagine that the quasar of stupid has collapsed into a black hole. Imagine that another quasar of stupid (amazingly) has also collapsed into a black hole. And imagine that a wormhole of space-time has connected these two colossal masses of stupid, stupid so powerful that not a single particle of clue (cluon) can escape the immense gravity of stupidity. In this infinitely deep gravity well, deep in the places where reality isn't real, where all the energies of such massive stupidities go, there, in that nexus ...
... that's the stupid I dealt with tonight.
I wept.