Breakfast was a can of Pitch Black Dew. Lunch was a can of icky chocolate crud. I shudder to think what supper will be.
othercat and I had fun discussing relative wankiness of things, including Mall Denizens of Scottsdale (the scum de la scum of Scottsdale tend to congregate in malls and are rude to other, lesser, human beings) and the possibility of making sister communities to JF's fandom_wank, communities to archive wank involving dead people, and historical wanks that are technically dead but still have live participants. This was spurred by a discussion of Kurt Vonnegut vs. Phillip Jose Farmer aka Kilgore Trout, and the wankitude thereof. Dead wank could actually be quite fun. There was some involving Mark Twain,
othercat said... 