Hrf.

Grah.
I could cheerfully strangle some kids. Actually, no - better to go to the source and strangle /that/. If I can find it.

The town I call home for the moment has a festival every year - and a parade. The last couple of years, I was in that parade, dancing. This year, I took pictures - or tried to. Ever tried to take pictures when there are ill-mannered /brats/ running around, scrabbling for candy and nearly getting run over?
*grumble* Trust me, it ain't easy. We'll see if I got anything worth the trouble..
The odd thing - I bumped into some people I used to be cordial enemies with - within my age group, for the most part. Married, with kids. Well, with kids, anyway - I'm only assuming the 'married' part.
I'm a suspicious soul - I have a very clear memory of these people making my existance unpleasant - but they actually seem to have /matured/ a hair. Must have been all the waking up at two AM to deal with fussy brats....
Heh. Oh well - they're a lot easier to avoid now than they used to be. ^^

Anyway - what else?
Ai - this was funny. Omega Syndrome. It generally is - I mean, what's not to like about a guy who goes around with a Green Knight and a flying cow? Cow-god. Excuse me. ^^
Anyway - the current latest strip amused me. Thought I'd share. ^^

Ah - last, but not least..
Got this from Joules' blog - neat, eh? That's this site..

Fish are alive - we're up to 'maintainance' now - although I have another ten gallon tank I'm hunting space for - going to try black lyre-tails, or maybe dragon-tail /swordfish/ in that one..