The Dog Ate My Homework

It was a long day at work yesterday, and when I got home, my head felt like it was encased in bubble wrap. I sat down at the computer, turned on Eddie Daniels and stumbled from one page to another. I've gotten to some really good stuff that way--Engrish is one and Monday's Death Clock is another. But last night, it was one lame site after another, until I was clicking the "Not-for-me" button faster than the sites could load. Maybe the problem was not with the Internet but with me? Nah. Couldn't be.

"Give us this day our daily profound revelation to blog about--or if not that, then someone else's profound revelation, funny insight or wicked jibe. Oh, and a Mercedes Benz. Amen."