I just returned from karaoke, where I actually sang a song. Or something resembling a song - it's very hard to hear yourself with all that goshdarn music playing and stuff. I don't know if I came close to the right key, but my informants tell me that I successfully channeled Elvis during my rendition of "Suspicious Minds." Really, how could you not? Anyway, one more phobia faced, if not conquered.
It is very late and past my bedtime. I will end this tiny entry with links.
I am not sure what order to put these in, entirely, but this is what I decided on:
*Read the "About" page for the real grossout factor.
If that has made you all depressed, I highly suggest that you make yourself a superhero to fight the world's evils. Just don't come crying to me if you become obsessed and lose your job, because I'll be right there with you in the unemployment line, baby. What I learned: when suiting up for battle, I will, in fact, choose my weapons based on whether they complement my accessories. "Sure, this electricity bolt is nice, but it obscures my feathery gloves. Begone with it!"
Posted by hilatron at July 30, 2003 01:20 AMOh, great. Not only is that thirty minutes of my life I'll never have back, but I also apparently suck at building superheroes.
I put my guy together and gave him a cool name. ('Ton-Ga'... and why aren't *more* superheroes named after hyphenated countries? Can you tell me that?) I was pleased -- Ton-Ga was the best looking superhero ever! Until I hit the 'Randomize All' button a few times... every *one* of those little peckers looked better than my guy! Bitches!
I'm pouting now, but of course I *have* to go back later. 'In-Dia' and 'Hunga-Ry' must live! Thanks for the link!
Posted by: Charlie at July 30, 2003 12:14 PMYou thank me now, but wait until a week from now finds you sitting in front of your computer, bleary-eyed, muttering "Crossbow or bazooka? I CAN'T EVEN TELL ANY MORE!!" Then you'll be sorry.
Posted by: Hilatron at July 30, 2003 12:58 PM