So, the President had Officer Crowley and Professor Gates over for beers, and all went well. Things could have been a lot worse. Or better.
I bought my Palm Pre despite the awful commercials.
Little did I know the depths of the evil I was getting into.
G4, as usual, came to the rescue. Things may not have worked out quite as planned.
And finally, to lighten the mood, a writing exercise brought to life. This is, indeed, a fast brown vulpine hopping over a slothful canine. Or something like that. (via Jeff)
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