New in the “give me a fucking break” department. Have I mentioned lately how glad I am not to live in Berkeley, a place which sometimes manages to make even San Francisco look like a veritable sanctuary of sanity? Who’s with me in believing that the lawyer behind this moronic initiative should be force-fed several pots of Sanka reconstituted with tepid water as penance?
Congratulations! I remember the day (or the week, anyway) quite well…
Come to think of it, I never finished dubbing those 8mm videos either. I think I’ll hold off for a DVD burner now. And I sure am glad someone finally met those three criteria. And how…