There is a fine line \ Between genius and madness. \ It is called timing.
Last night I had a dream that Gordon Freeman, Junior Soprano, and I were escaping some sort of gated community, and we hitched a ride on some electric commuter train. They had set up wooden planks in the tunnel to knock us off if we didn’t duck. I was the only one who made it.
Dreams last night: 1. A pikmin controlling a team of Olimers 2. Burgling a rich neighborhood in a half-life map, using only crossbows. 3. Working at a Pikmin Golf Pro-Shop
I had a dream with a lot of Indian taxi drivers, an Arabic traveling salesman, and . . . pikmin?! It had pikmin in it. I remember how it started now . . I was running around a pikmin simulation, collecting things, and the Arabic traveling salesman came by. All my friends took off their…
*insert Ohio State/Michigan football jokes here*Mary: Hey isn’t Amanda going to an art institute soon?Tom: Yeah, the Art Institute of Chicago.Mary: How’s their football team? HAW HAW!Tom: They haven’t finished drawing it yet! HAW HAW HAW!
ettin64 (18.04.02): I made some SMART DECISIONS and I didn’t get wiped out yet. :) Schroe Dot Org (18.14.11): You making smart decisions is a rare thing indeed ettin64 (18.14.26): Yes. Schroe Dot Org (18.14.29): Of course, me going downstairs and actually completing what I set out to do is rarer. ettin64 (18.14.53): Having 12…