In other news, I parlayed my pissed-off-at-lying-douch anger over driving 80 miles to be stood up last night into 3 miles around the lake at a quarter til You Should Still Be In Bed this morning.

Based on how nice the weather was the last couple of days I thought it would be a pleasant brisk walk, but my miscalulation was driven home to me when I passed the puddles that were still iced over.

So I decided to see how long it would take Akinator to guess "your husband", and it took about 18 questions--and the picture it pulled up at the end was a naked rugby player with a carefully-positioned rugby ball in his lap. I am amused.

Damn Matt.

At least you got 3 miles in but how shitty.

Damn, Matt, I'm sorry. What a missing-out-on-a-gem asshole that guy is. If he ever makes an attempt at amends, I hope you (a) make it clear that he's the one doing the 80 miles this time, and (b) let him make the trek and then mysteriously never appear your own damn self.

The Akinator took 26 guesses to arrive at Sophie from Sophie's Choice; disturbingly, she was its second guess, after Mary from There's Something About Mary.

as soon as the "Is your character Canadian?" came up, I knew it had gotten it.

Yeah, once we got to angel with a tie, I knew there wasn't much competition left.

Msbelle, did you offend me yesterday? I hate to feel left out of this shit.

Matt that's sure getting back on the horse. Speaking of which, JESSE, if cowgirls hate America, the terrorists have won.

Sorry, Matt.

The first time I selected Lynda Barry, and it guessed Alison Bechdel. Close, but no cigar. The second time I chose Bruce Timm, and it guess Ira Glass!

I thought I might have.

I'd rather your three miles had been fueled by sometime else, Matt, but go you!

I'm so sleepy. If I post a group of random letters, you'll know my head hit the keyboard.

I see that Pasadena has Chamber of Commerce weather for the parade. Beavers vs Ducks makes me laugh, though. It sounds like a You Tube video.

I just chose Kaspar Hauser and it thought I meant Spartacus. Um, okay.

eta: And, stumped it with Jonathan Richman, but mostly because the other 133 people who picked Jonathan Richman had filled it up with completely wrong anti-information, such as that the guy who has written approximately ninety billion love songs about Boston was a New York musician, the guy most known to the general public for "There's Something About Mary" has never been in a movie, and the guy who wrote "My Little Girl Has A Full-Time Daddy Now" and subsequently had said no-longer-little girl sing backup for him has no daughters; also that he probably doesn't have curly hair or dark hair, and there's no consensus as to whether he ever sings on a stage. Come on! Unless "Jonathan Richman" is just a completely random name you pulled out of your ass, these are not difficult things to know with certainty, people! So either it's ass-pully, or enough people have played and gotten bored that now they're just fucking with the poor Akinator.

etaa, just to be fair, he did have his Velvet Underground love and a cursory attempt at New York musiciantude, but given that it was brief and couch-surfy and he came there from Boston, promptly went back to Boston, and stayed in Boston for a good long time afterwards, that's still not one hell of a lot of New York.

Well, the stood up part sucks, Matt. Glad you were able to get your frustration out, though.

I think the Buffistas are teaching the Akinator to be more sophisticated.

Look at the kitchen in this house-- it is (except the appliances just what I want: [link]