Oh damn, I gotta send in my jury duty story. It was intense.
Oh damn, I gotta send in my jury duty story. It was intense.
I've got my own Bill Nye story. Several years back a friend and I were touring the Exploratorium in San Francisco and were checking out an exhibit. Somebody came up and stood next to us and started fiddling around and having fun like you're apt to do at that place. It was Bill Nye. My friend and I just looked at…
Been counting down for what seems like months until October 9th. It looks fantastic.
Geez, I might have to pick that book up. Powerful stuff.
Some fantastic entries, haha, honored to have mine up there.
Other than the fact that bullets don't stop almost instantly like hitting a solid object when they're fired underwater, well, you know.
If you liked Dredd, as I did, you need to see Raid: The Redemption. Very similar premise, but substitute most of the gun play for knees in various faces.
Wait, I saw neither feeding nor frenzy. Just a bunch of sharks. Don't get me wrong, that was cool, but a feeding frenzy it was not.
What a preposterous notion to put before the scientific field. Just because I'm a guy doesn't mean...doesn't, it, uh. Not for just, I.... boobs.
What the hell is a "DVD-ROM: Dual-layer drive" ? It just tugs at the back of my brain but I can't remember.
Somehow I made it trough the RANDOM caps, only to be confronted with "Tate lands first, ball to his chest." El. Oh. El.
I am just completely emotionally drained from the whole ordeal. I...I got nothing.
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For those of us without a ready supply of liquid nitrogen at hand, dry ice works just as well.
Me too, total baller answer.