We're Not In Kansas Anymore



The little rover that could, Spirit, nears the summit of Husband Hill on Mars and then gets this glorious shot of a Martian dust devil. I want to be there SO BAD.

Hollywood is still brainstorming on why tickets sales are declining, and finally, FINALLY, hit upon the biggest reason: no one wants to pay $10.50 for a pile of crap.

The publishing industry is too easy to get into? Maybe over in England, where they don't bother with short stories like we do.

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