A scattered collection of thoughts.

I don't have a full post for today, so instead I'm going to assail you all with the half formed trite that infects my brain.

This is likely one of you being punished by some cosmic force, don't worry, I'm not naming names.

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A while back Alexander was on TV and for whatever reason it was playing in the background at my apartment. The following is an exchange between my mother and brother, this came back to me last night at work and I thought I'd share:

Mom: They have sleeves on their shirts why aren't they wearing pants? I think they're going to lose if they keep fighting in their bare legs.

Brother: Nah, if they had Bear Legs they'd be in business.
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I picked up the first issue of the second volume of The Amory Wars last week. Now, if the connection to Coheed And Cambria is just a little too blatant for you, ignore it. This is an excellent little piece of Space Opera.
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When I told a friend about the latest issue of Cable on Monday he joked, "What if it's not Jean, what if it's Rachel, just to fuck with people?" I've had This song stuck in my head since, dick.
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There, I'm done, see you Monday.

-James