I am recovering from an Internet illness: multiple (online) personality disorder.

So I am working on merging my different web identities. It isn’t much fun.

1. When the blonde asks if you’re flirting with her, you’re gonna die.
2. When some one asks if you’re a god, you say yes.
3. When the computer asks if you wouldn’t prefer a nice game of chess, do not insist on playing Global Thermonuclear War.

As I was doing EC drops, I was treated to this awesome post at Slightly Drunk.

I didn’t just laugh – I guffawed. Check it out. :)

Mood:

Amused

I was telling Rose, my oldest daughter, about the Toba Event

. I told her about the cycles of warming and cooling the planet has seen just in the last 75,000 years (a blink of global history). Then I concluded that this cycle will continue, and that sooner or later, another volcano, comet, or other dramatic event will once again alter the planet’s climatic cycles.

“But life will continue,” I reassured her. “Life will once again crawl out of the sludge, blink in the weak sunlight, straighten its spine, find its thumbs, and proclaim to the universe: