Fixing my own plumbing; trying not to have my life be a punchline from the fifties.
- Made coffee with salt instead of sugar. My life is a punchline from the 50s.
- Fixed broken permalinks today. Found a dozen misaligned comments too. Conservatively, I spend ~20x more time fixing my blog than writing it.
- Sorry; I’m usually more entertaining. The side-effect of rewiring my brain to be more social: thinking everything needs a punchline. …ZING!
- I’m an Internet radio host. And I’m not sure what the joke is, but the punchline is… NO SOPA, RADIO!