All right, it's the best I could do, but it's damned good. Trust me.

My planned update was going to involve bizarre coincidences and Retrocrush, but things didn't quite work out that way. I can't find my digital camera, so the scintillating story that I had planned isn't possible. Another day, my friends. Another time.

Instead, I can only give you the site that has ben my favorite part of the Internet since I was...um, however old. It's called Mr. Nice, and the music is none other than the theme to The Dating Game. Do I get it? No. Do I pretend to understand it? No. Have I founded a cult with the sole intention of sacrificing lemurs to whomever is the deity that created it? ...Maybe.