there are two words in this world that really get my motor running:
SHARK
WEEK
(warm cookies, cold beer, nap time and go home are all plausible options but not correct)
of course, i forgot that this week is shark week and went on a plan making spree that put j.k. rowling's recent press tour to shame. i tried to get my aquatic adventure fill from njn's special on cuttlefish last night, but their blinky skin lacked the sheer HORROR of shark teeth.
to keep myself in the SW loop while not in front of the tv, i've been playing sharkrunners. i'm pretty terrible at it and the whole thing lags on my portably app'ed firefox but i highly recommend it. hunt sharks (for ecologically sound purposes) to make digital cash. the catch? your boat runs in real time. as in, pick a location, forget about it, go about your daily business, get an e-mail that reminds you that you're actually supposed to be observing a shark RIGHT THIS MOMENT and then observe said shark.
... oh yeah, we're back alright.
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