Angie was just complaining about the fact that GM asks for a subject line when you make a blog posting, and that she always feels the need to be clever, but that she’s not very good at it. In a fit of sympathy, I shared some of the last twenty or so of my subject lines: yay! cemurphy! ok, this was funny. :) bwahaha or maybe .net home! didn’t win! *laugh* *yum* Ah! ai! I am a master of profundity, I am!
yay! cemurphy!
Yay! cemurphy.net is resolving now! Yay!
ok, this was funny. :)
Well, of *course*… I just took a quiz, “What planet are you from?” I came out a child of the sun. “The Ever-Creative Sun. I am the creator of my world.” I mean, we all *know* I’m the center of the universe, right? :)
bwahah
Ben Browder will be on CNN tonight at 8:15 to talk about the Save Farscape movement. I’m just astonishingly tickled about the whole thing, mostly, I think, because it’s such a lil’ guys vs. big guys case, and the lil’ guys are kicking ass. It may ultimately come to nothing, but man, has it been some seriously good PR for Farscape and some seriously bad PR for SciFi. I need to vacuum and clean up a little; somebody’s supposed to come look at the apartment today, and it’s a bloody…
or maybe .net
Okay, off to register cemurphy dot *net*, not dot com. Somebody already had cemurphy.com. Sulk. Man, I’m tired. My whole body feels kind of numb. I suppose going to sleep at 5:30 would be an error in judgement, but it sounds awfully nice. *yawn* Sunday at lunch, Winifred said that while she was calling people up to the podium so they could give out the Colorado Gold award for sf/f on Saturday night, she was struck by a terrible urge to say, “Manifest Destiny, by Catie from Anchorage,” instead of…