Rob's Rambles

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Hillary's trying to...

Now it's Kwame...

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!! Oh god... *breathes* Who's next?

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The Supreme Court of the United States today affirmed the right to keep and bear arms is an INDIVIDUAL right, not a protection for state militias. Here is the SCOTUS Blog entry.

Stephen Fry in his latest blog entry:

"I may have grown up just as the Golden Age of Radio had passed, but the Golden Age of Television, that grew with me. When I was 7 my parents moved house. Well, we all moved house as a family, I don’t mean my parents left me behind, though who would blame them if they had? We owned, in those days, a television that disguised itself as a mahogany drinks cabinet, in the way they did – and they were never called just televisions, by the way, they were television sets. This one’s screen was, of course, black and white, it boasted one channel, the BBC (what we’d now call BBC1) and had a knurled volume knob in dark brown Bakelite. The set smelled the way dust always did when it was cooked on Mullard valves as they warmed up. It slid about on castors and had doors that closed with a satisfactory snick as a ball bearing rolled into its slots to secure it. The week before we moved, the BBC started a new drama, starring William Hartnell. An old man, whose name appeared to be Grandfather or the Doctor, had a police phone box of the kind we saw in the street all the time in those days. It turned out to be a magical and unimaginably wonderful time machine. My brother and I watched this drama in complete amazement. The first ever episode of Doctor Who. I had never been so excited in all my life. A whole week to wait to watch the next instalment. Never have seven days crawled so slowly by, for all that they involved a complicated house move from Buckinghamshire to Norfolk. A week later, in that new house, my brother and I turned on the good old television set in its new sitting room, ready to watch Episode 2. The TV had been damaged in transit and was never to work again. We missed that episode and nothing that has transpired in my life since has ever, or could ever, make up for that terrible, terrible disappointment. There is an empty space inside me that can never be filled. It is amazing neither of us were turned into psychopathic serial killers from that moment."

It sums up, to me, how tv impacts our lives. Good tv I should say.

BTW, I HIGHLY suggest his blog.

gakked from numerous people

You are in a mall when the zombies attack. You have:

1. one weapon.
2. one song blasting on the speakers.
3. one famous person to fight alongside you.

* Weapon can be real or fictional; you may assume endless ammo if applicable. Person can be real or fictional.

I choose

1. XM134 Minigun
2. Either Damage, Inc. or Fade To Black by Metallica
3. Alice from Resident Evil (Milla Jovovich) - Ass kickin' and good lookin'. :)

Not sure if an of you are aware, but something strange is happening in Piedmont, UT. Take a look.


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