xkcd never fails to crack me up.
This is an old one, but still very funny.
I fail.
Toyo
Death poems
are mere delusion-
death is death.
Aragon, son of Arathorn
It is but a shadow and a thought that you love. I cannot give you what you seek.
Random snippets from the past few days:
From Jeffrey Archer’s A Prisoner of Birth
But I have discovered with advancing years that few things are entirely black or white, but more often different shades of grey
…
They are both oaks, even if they were planted in different forests. But then, m’lord, we all suffer in our different ways from being prisoners of birth.
From someone:
In the language of the sport that I know best,
I wish you
Clear skies, fair winds and following seas
Poetry snippets:
Is there something you want to tell me
When there’s no one around
To listen to fears laid bare
In the crushing darkness of night
Where candlelight flickers in shadows
Velvety satin on nigh
I’d almost forgotten how good it is to just hook up to the radio (Gold90!) and forget the world around me.
Need I say more?
Definite UUSS at best. FTW.
The powers of direct translation in China.

The next money-maker in China – doing Chinese-English translation for them. I think even Babelfish or Google Translator could’ve done a better job.
Overheard:
“Eh, don’t buy this brand of bread.” -N/B: it is significantly cheaper than, say, Gardenia or Sunshine.
“Why? There’s more bread, and for a cheaper price.”
“Because it’s very rough and therefore it’s low-grade. Don’t be cheapskate.”
Ah…bread elitism.

For this to have happened, there must have been enough cases.
Don’t try to take a trash can into an undersized elevator that has no inner door, kids. You’ll just end up getting pinned.
If you’ve already sold your soul to the Devil once, does it matter if you do it again?