Well, at the suggestion of The Sugue, I've decided to write about something that relates in no way to my day today. Keep in mind, I do realize that as soon as I start writing about it, it has taken a part of my day and therefore is void. Try to ignore the paradoxes, oxymorons, and giant waffles and you'll do fine."
After minimal deliberation, I've decided Ross Perot has had no affect on my day, up to this point. Yes, that's right. Ross Perot. For those who don't know him, he's the big-eared, Texas billionaire who ran for president in 1992 and 1996 as an independent and got 19% and 8% of the popular vote, respectively.
Now, one interesting thing about Ross is he's crazy. He's pretty much admitted it. He's obssessive, paranoid, and all sorts of cooky things you can find if you search google long enough (ain't unsupported sources fun!). Really, I'm rather surprised he hasn't expanded towards world domination. I wouldn't be that surprised if he has a secret volcano lair deep in the heart of Texas where he oversees his minions and plots our eventual Doom.
So Ross, from me to you, good luck. I'll be there to take over when the voices start telling you to polka with that pink wildebeast that just walked in the back door your car doesn't have.
And, for lack of anything better, here's this week's Best IM quote (you people really need to think out of the box more when you talk to me!):
Kelly: Whoa, setting off a nuclear warhead with a paw sounds like quite a feat.
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