- Take one egg
- Boil it
I can see from your disapproving glance that more might be needed. Perhaps you’re right and I am just phoning it in using a disconnected Motorola Bravo LX Pager – which you can’t even use as a phone.
You got me.
I can see from your disapproving glance that more might be needed. Perhaps you’re right and I am just phoning it in using a disconnected Motorola Bravo LX Pager – which you can’t even use as a phone.
You got me.
I was asked to review a couple of services that either I use or some friends use!
They should never have done this.
Are vampires still a thing? Did Twilight kill that at last? Are they still a romantic ideal of some sort – kind of an aristocratic rape-y sort of thing where someone in a higher economic class comes down and robs you of your free will with their eye-ruffies?
I hope not! I like vampires!
Thanks to the Internet, we have access to information we never needed, wanted, or should have.
For instance, imagine my surprise that while searching “The Pirate Bay” (for purely academic reasons that are not in any way linked to finding non-racist Daffy Duck cartoons) I stumbled across a .zip file called “Woody Allen’s Unfulfilled Projects.” So of course, I had to download that…
Er…
I have no idea how that file ended up on my machine, and you are a cretin for thinking any differently.
A couple of months ago, I placed my resume on the open market to see what nibbles. I’ve made some good contacts. But since I haven’t been pursuing this very hard, there hasn’t been much traction.
That is, until Phil contacted me. He’s been sending me automated job alerts. Since some of the jobs he’s recommended have been… well… out of my career path, I have been emailing him back. So far, the conversation has been one-sided.
So far.
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