This is the hundredth post.

"Is this the ear you can't hear on? George Bailey, I'll love you 'til the day I die."

There are too many pictures.

And not enough words on my blog. But this is probably the greatest lolcat I've ever seen.



I didn't think it was possible to make lolcats any geekier. I was wrong. As it's usually the case, a Star Wars reference will exponentially increase your nerdiness.

Because you're sent from heaven.

Got to thinking about what I think heaven would be like. And if you're uncomfortable with the idea of heaven, we can call this my own personal utopia. Here, I have the body and face I've always wanted, but I'm obviously still me. I can eat whatever I want, whenever I want. Skinny-dipping is a weekly activity. It feels like summer all the time, except it snows occasionally for a little variety, and the foliage changes with the seasons the way it does here. People I know are there, at least, the dead ones. I can perform magic like Harry Potter. There's no money. I don't have any allergies and I never get sick. I can check up on the living, but I can't interfere with life, and I'm prevented from seeing loved ones on the toilet or similar. Maybe there's a facebook or myspace-type thing, where I can scroll through and see what's going on with people I don't think about every day. There's a book (or a flyer, shuddup) of the nice things I did while I was alive, so I can remember that I wasn't a completely terrible person. I can talk to anyone who's dead about anything I want. Not for a long time, I'm sure famous people have a lot of folks to see in eternity. I suddenly know a bunch of languages. There's lots of books, so I don't get bored. Okay, let's say I want to watch a certain movie. Something pops up and asks me if I want to watch it now or later. And it remembers that I thought about that particular movie that particular day. I can wikipedia anything, including events that happened in my own personal history, and every useless fact I've ever learned is easily retrieved. Everyone still has free will, so I can't make someone fall for me or whatever, but here, when someone says, "No hard feelings," it really works out that way. I can have virtual sex with anyone I want. So even though everyone in my utopia has free will, that's the loophole. All my former pets are there, and I can have new ones. My favorite dead musicians produce really good new music in the afterlife. Everyone is completely honest. If anyone's feelings are hurt, they can discuss it openly until the situation is ameliorated.

So, that's about it. If I think of anything else I'll add it later. Oh and finally, since all of that probably won't work out the way I want, I'll take magic any damn day of the week. I seriously want to be a witch. . . Harry Potter has spoiled everything for me. (I say aguamenti on a semi-regular basis, and I get really mad when nothing happens. I also say avada kedavra, but in that case it's a good thing I'm not a witch.)

Sadly this is how I spend my time.

Yesterday at work, I made these lolcats instead of doing anything that could be considered productive.

Go me.