cunctabundus

a new way to kill time.

do you take it with milk or lemon?

I am asking this in a completely non-disparaging way:  What are the teabaggers protesting?

I have been seeing pictures on the news with gatherings of hundreds of people.  Some were calling for revolution while others secession, all carrying signs targeting the President and his administration.  Were they expecting that all of the economic troubles that began years ago to disappear within the first 86 days of the new Presidency?   Or maybe it has something to do with the unregulated bailout money doled out under Bush.

again with the favorite android apps

Edited April 14, 2009: I added another one…

It’s been a long while since my last list of favorite apps, so I guess it’s time to make a new one.

Let me start off by saying that I am not what you would call an early adopter.  I am not one to look for all the bleeding edge apps, and I could care less if I get the first post on the reviews.   With that said, here is a list of the apps that I am using constantly.   By the way, they are all still free.

ugh. facebook.

Yeah. I know. Everyone and their mom is griping about the new facebook layout. Add mine to the pile.

Just like everyone, I am annoyed by the twitter-like feed. It is a completely valid complaint. Figure this: when you send out a tweet, you do your thing and are on your way. I can see what you’re up to, maybe a link to a blog entry, or even a picture. Sure, you might send a couple of @messages, but as a follower I can easily block that out. That’s that. No more.

It’s like a news ticker, but with friends.

I never said I was smart…

I was in class this evening and decided that I would take notes with my beautiful green pen. During our break, I went grab a couple of handouts from the teacher’s desk. When I returned, my pen was gone. I looked everywhere. My bags (three), my notebooks (two) my pockets (eight, it was an overall day), all turned up sans green pen. Needless to say, I was devastated.

Fast forward to now. I was getting ready for bed when I discovered my pen safely nestled in my ponytail. I’m a genius. A genius with a green pen.