I think I may finally be able to enter into the Guiness World Book of Records. The record I have set just recently is the fact that I look like 45,120 other people.
I wish there was an explanation, but so far, I haven't heard one. Why does everyone think I look like someone else? Not that it's a bad thing. I'm not sure if it's good, bad or vote none of the above. But it is amazing I could look like so many different people.
How many passwords did you have to enter before you
started reading this?
A. 0
B. 1
C. 2
D. I don't remember, but I love watching "Password"
on the Game Show Network.
For those of you who huge basketball fans, here's a little breather from March Madness. All right, maybe you don't need a break from the action, but seriously, it's Monday. There are no NCAA games today. Even Dick Vitale takes a day off.
Maybe there are funnier things on the Internet. Maybe there is an insanely hilarious site on mimes, and I cannot get to it because I'm still stuck in the box. All I know is that I pity the fool who misses out on this one.
It's called, simply The T'inator. It's mission is to turn every Web page into a page starring Mr. T. It's easier to see than to explain, so click the link above, enter a URL and check out the jibba jabba.
There comes a day in columnists' lives when they realize they have written
about everything they know anything about.
I realized this a couple years ago, after the fourth column, but now I'm running
out of things that I've even heard of. So instead of ranting and raving about
the commercialization of Valentine's Day or the plight of the American economy
or the Canadian women's curling team or the combination of the three, I decided
to dive deeper into the topic of forms.
From the department of I Don't Have Much to Do Because
My Wife Just Left Me to Join the Shriners:
A friend sent me a link to the site called Where's
George. I
thought I would check it out, thinking the George everyone
A reader once questioned me about extensions. Perturbed,
I responded, "Maybe they work for Britney, but I'm not
ready for hair extensions." Then I fell out of my chair,
hit my head on the keyboard and realized he meant file
extensions.
For some people, Christmas is the time of year that
most people never want to end. More importantly, Christmas
isn't over until you've gotten every item on your wish
list.
At first, I thought I had received everything I wanted.
Then I opened some junk e-mail and looked through a
few catalogs to realize all the things I didn't have.
I'm running out of ideas for different welcome columns. It seems as if I write more welcome columns than actual columns about computers or humor or computer humor or large chameleons.
Finally, after what seems like 54 years, I've had time to compile the results of the crazy survey. I'm sure you are probably thinking, "What crazy survey?" Rest assured, there was one, and a few people even participated. There were over 100, so I may end up using the first 100 answers if I ever start my own Family Feud game show.