Friday, January 12, 2007
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Hey, the more y'all click on these ads, the closer I come to my dream of living life in my pj's. Apparently they'll pay me per click. I don't know how much, so the whole thing might be pretty pointless, but the ads aren't intrusive in any way, and they've mostly been advertising t-shirts, and let's face it. Everybody likes t-shirts. So click away, and I'll let you know when I'm living off of the revenue.
Next up on today's agenda:
I think I was just involved in a low-speed police chase. Ok, so they weren't exactly "chasing" me. It's not like I was trying to get away. To be really honest, I suppose you couldn't even really call it pursuit. But I looked in my rear-view mirror to see three--count 'em THREE--police cruisers behind me. THREE. Their lights weren't on, and they didn't seem to be in too much of a rush, but for the record, as I did 50 in a 45, they all passed me on the right.
Next up on today's agenda:
I think I was just involved in a low-speed police chase. Ok, so they weren't exactly "chasing" me. It's not like I was trying to get away. To be really honest, I suppose you couldn't even really call it pursuit. But I looked in my rear-view mirror to see three--count 'em THREE--police cruisers behind me. THREE. Their lights weren't on, and they didn't seem to be in too much of a rush, but for the record, as I did 50 in a 45, they all passed me on the right.
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