Remember: the Drunken Master was a martial artist, not a driver.

[hyuri]

manning the station for a day seems like a rather good way to catch up on one’s reading. or, if you’re my brother, to kill gangs.

need to figure out how the replacement battery cables go, ’cause the old ones are just coated in yummy greenish‐white insulating build‐up. well, the clamps are.

we go now to Ontario, there to view the long‐awaited movie, Jarhead. fittingly, my brother will be driving. incidentally, I hate Barstow.

Myst was an awesome game. I need to play it again.