Monday, September 13 -- 11:50 am

Site's back online! And it's about frigging time. I'm back in Austin, so I'll actually have a reason to update it again.

Tuesday, September 14 -- 5:15 am

Have the first Site of the Week up. It's chick.com. You'll enjoy it. And the Links page is pretty much complete as well, except for what I add in the future. I think I might put up each Site of the Week on the Links page after they get retired. As always, feedback is welcome.

Tuesday, September 14 -- 10:30 p.m.

Okay, finally have the Stupid Shit section up. It's puny for now--just three entries--but suggestions are always welcome. This completes the preliminary site format. As in, all of what I've actually said is gonna be here at first.

Saturday, October 2 -- 3:24 p.m.

What's this? An update? Okay, folks. You know I love you all. I'm so so sorry. The incredible lack of updates is due to a combination of laziness (Steve? Lazy? Nooo.), going back to Sugar Land 3 times, the last time for over a week, and other pressing issues. But I'm back! No, no. That's all right. Quiet down. I'll be signing autographs at the table in the back after this is all over. So here I am again, and since I have nothing better to do, I should be working on the page a bit. I've already missed 2 sites of the week, and I'll try to make up for lost time with a couple new ones. I've always had a good time at the expense of conspiracy theorists. They're so kooky that you just have to laugh. But now I feel like I'm in their shoes for once. I know what it is to be oppressed by The Man. I feel the steely electronic eyes following me, watching me, categorizing me. It's become obvious to me, and anyone who doesn't see it has been blinded by their propaganda and brainwashed by their lies. They seek to disrupt my life and break me down. How, you ask? Well, I'll tell you. They know, through their spies and their microphones and their cameras, that the only way I can relax is by hopping in the car and driving around the neighborhood aimlessly smoking. I'm sure they thought long and hard about how to accomplish their task, to bring me down to my knees crying. And they've done it. They've significantly raised the prices of both gasoline and cigarettes that I can no longer engage in my pasttime without significant monetary loss. I can feel the stress building up like magma in a volcano until I'm forced to explode. The day is not far off now. Why would "they" be doing this? Well, I can only conclude that they have done a psychological profile on me and determined my future--I will, of course, become a very important and influential person in the world, too much to for them to let live. They have decided to attack the problem at its source, however, and get to me early on. Preventative medicine, you see. So if, someday in the future, I suddenly up and disappear, you'll know what happened. Do not be alarmed. Do not seek me out. You will be put back in line, violently if necessary. Save yourself. Mmm, donuts. Oh, and now for some quick opinions. Ransom: very enjoyable movie. Kingpin: what's the big deal about There's Something About Mary? Evil Dead II: "I'll swallow your soul! I'll swallow your soul!" "Swallow this." *blam* Silverchair's new(est) album: excellent. NIN's new double album: eeeeexcellent. And one more thing! What the hell is wrong with Hollywood Video? I went there a couple weeks ago looking for Happiness. Okay, so it wasn't a huge hit movie or anything, but it's only a year old and it was shown in wide release. Why can't they have it? I made a little list of movies I was in the mood for last night and went back, trying to see what I could find. Out of a list of twelve, six of them were out, one wasn't in stores yet (I assume), there were two there that I decided to rent, and the last three weren't even carried at the store. Okay. Bitch time. My Dinner With Andre. It's a movie about two men talking. I guess I can understand that they didn't have it at the store. Okay. Fine. Then there was The Third Man. What the hell kind of video rental place doesn't fucking have The Third Man!?! It's a classic! Orson Welles! Come on, man! And then they didn't have Dr. Strangelove! WHAT!!! IT'S STANLEY KUBRICK! IT'S A CLASSIC! WHO ON THE PLANET HAS NOT HEARD OF DR. STRANGELOVE!? Well.... Hollywood fucking Video, apparently.