Here’s what I saw around 9:30 p.m. last night on my way home. I got bumped up to business class (a happy side-effect of flying around so much), where you can open up a 15″ laptop even when the person in front of you has reclined fully. Hot towel, turbot in white wine sauce on a bed of rice, chocolate cake, a couple of glasses of Penfolds shiraz, Midnight in Paris on the in-flight entertainment system and a little noodling with code on my newly-Nyanned computer. I can’t complain.
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the third of three Sunday picdumps…
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the second of three Sunday picdumps…
The ridiculousness continues. So much that this is just the first of three Sunday picdumps…
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