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Dear Google,

If I wanted my senses assaulted every time I used a search engine, I'd be using Yahoo.

Love and kisses,
Sam

Google is pulling some kind of wankery this morning where when you load their search page, you get an ugly wallpaper behind the search box for free. I know it's old fashioned to use the search page; I have the widget up in the corner that I can use, but old habits die hard and the widget just seems less legitimate somehow.

In other news, I have been banging my head against a transition in Charitable Getting for two days, because my complete failure at making small talk largely extends to fiction as well. Well, small talk is boring in fiction. I did rework a scene, changing out one character for another, and it made the whole scene about ten times more awesome, so that's all right.

Also, I get home at 5:30 most nights, and this week I've been setting my alarm for 7pm and lying down for a nap at 6pm every day. It's amazing how much more alert I am with an extra hour of random sleep.

I have officially become my grandfather. I wish I could be sadder about this, but frankly 1. he was awesome and 2. I'm way too busy being well-rested to care.

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This is the way I find these things:

I was doing research on a Doctor Who episode for the Classic Three Things when I came upon a link to the wikipedia entry on Jim'll Fix It, an old TV show where Jimmy Savile "Fixed it" for people who wrote into the show. For a given value of "fix", mind you; the most famous Fix It was a troop of boy scouts who wanted somewhere new and interesting to eat lunch, so he put them on a roller coaster and gave them pack lunches. Hilarity ensued.

I really wanted to find a clip of the one where a girl wrote in asking to "accidentally" drop a supposedly priceless vase on Antiques Roadshow, because that sounds awesome. But while sifting through youtube, I found a funny cat video, and linked from the funny cat video was a clip entitled "To the guy who farted" and I just couldn't not click on that.

This led me to ProjectRANT, where actors perform random blog posts they found online.

My personal favourite is I Hate Hello. This is basically my life with Coworker Fail:

The best part is that sometimes the rants are really funny in and of themselves, and sometimes the livid rage these people express over the most minute things (viz: One Letter Texter, don't get distracted by her gorgeous eyes) is even funnier than what they're actually saying.

Mmm. Metaperformance. Delicious.