I know I haven't been updating a lot, but I would be horribly remiss if I were to not mention the most depressing thing to happen this century. The dork world's foremost author, Douglas Adams has died of a heart attack at 49. The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy is probably the favorite book of more people than any other non-religious text. In fact I feel odd calling it a non-religious text. How will we ever learn the question now?

Come on world, I'm rapidly running out of heroes. You need to deliver.

So yeah, another point of brilliance on this crappy snotrag we call humanity gets snuffed out. Pardon me while I have 42 minutes of silence. And don't you laugh, fucker.

...or better yet, do.