Tuesday, July 26, 2005

To whom it may concern...

After some investigation, I finally figured out what happened to my website. It seems as though a friend of mine was hosting it for free, and now he no longer has a server to host sites for free. In conclusion, my site still exists, but only on my computer - and in the minds and memories of the dozens of people that saw it.

Do not despair. I am currently looking for someone else to mooch free hosting off of.

Saturday, July 23, 2005

Bathroom Humor

Someone once said that we should never let fear run our lives or it will – not be…a...good thing…something like that. I forget the exact words and who said them. Regardless, it's true.

With that in mind, go into the nearest 7-eleven and have a seat in the restroom. It will change your life. You'll never be afraid of a public bathroom again. Rather, you'll never be afraid of ANYTHING ever again.

There are some things about public bathrooms that I just don't get. For example, garbage cans that have the spring-loaded flap that you have to push open to put your trash in. This means that in order to throw something away, you have to manually push open that dirty flap that has touched every piece of garbage in the can. And it's also a little disconcerting to feel the blast of warm air come out when you open that flap. It doesn't make sense.

Or how about this: have you ever been in the bathroom and watched someone exit their stall, walk past the sink and directly out without even a thought of washing their hands. You look at that person with disgust and think: "What a slob. How can he/she stand to walk around with dirty hands like that."

Then you make your way to the door and realize that your only way out is by grasping the handle – the same one that the dirty handed slob just used. You're stuck. You turn around to grab a paper towel to put between your hand and the handle, but there are no paper towels. Instead there is an Alcatraz-style air blower that will supposedly blow your hands dry. This style of dryer was apparently deemed more hygienic than paper towels – but it won't help you get past that disease ridden doorknob.

And suddenly you're trapped…waiting for someone else to come in so that you can exit while the door is still open. In conclusion, life is hard and sometimes dirty.