I'm leaving work on Friday in Kolkata and its good. I just got a gift from IBM that is super rad. Its this, like, scroll/wall hanging thing. Very pretty and I'm totally not ever touching it because I'm a spazz and would destroy it. We head to the airport and I told a bunch of little beggar children off. Its the first time they have ever left me alone. I just couldn't take it anymore. A quick no, go away and some glaring got them stepping along. Everyone else was suitably impressed.

Trip was super long, super boring and I was super happy I had some modicum of control over my colon. Because yeah, my hand is in no way shape or form a utensile for CLEANING MY ASS, as the Indians seem to believe. Just blech. Oh, I also don't POOP STANDING UP. Thanks Mubai international airport, you were super awful.

I watched an episode of DarkWing duck on the trip from Frankfurt to Chicago. It was them against Megavolt. It wasn't one of my favorite episodes, but Megavolt is a classic DW villian. ANYWAY, I'm watching this show and I remembered: when I was like 8-10 years old, ie when the show was actually on, I had the biggest crush on Goslyn, DarkWing's daughter. Yes, I had a crush on a duck. A fucking duck.

I still think when she grows up she's gonna have some GORGEOUS tail feathers.

Heh, I swear, that's the last pun from me.

Actually, that's also all for me in general. Umm... that and drinking for 6 hours rules. Even if there is that damned rookie drunk swearing up and down about how great a drunk he is. Damn you, that guy.
- posted by Pat @ 11:16 PM