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It's going to be 68 degrees tomorrow.

In Northern New Jersey. In January.

Forgive me for saying this... BUT WHERE'S THE FUCKING SNOW! WHERE'S THE BREAD BAKING INSPIRING COLD!

I want my winter to start already damn it.

Not really.

Have a good Christmas to those of you celebrating, have a good day off to those of you who don't.

I'll be doing my part tomorrow to keep the 'net running so its still here when you all come back.

I thought this was funny.

So I woke up this morning to find a dumpster in our driveway.

The basement needs to be cleared out for reasons I won't go into here, but as if sent to coincide a serious need to reorganize my room the dumpster shows up.

I was told I can throw anything but wood and tires in there.

So far four boxes of crap that I haven't looked at since I moved four years ago have been tossed into the dumpster.

I've never had so much fun cleaning before.

My room is slowly feeling a little bigger and is emptying out... which is good because I need to relocate a bunch of stuff so I can fit my new TV where the current one is sitting.

The best part of this whole thing? I won't have to move so much shit when I move again this spring or summer.

Back to work now.

Superman: [after saving Lois Lane and other members of the media from a plane crash] I hope this hasn't put you off of flying. Statistically speaking, it's still the safest way to travel.

Lex Luthor: Come on, let me hear you say it, just once.
Lois Lane: You're insane.
Lex Luthor: No! No, not that the other thing. Come on, I know it's on the tip of your tongue.
Lois Lane: Superman will never...
Lex Luthor: WRONG!

Lex Luthor: Kitty, what did my father always say?
Kitty Kowalski: You're losing your hair.
Lex Luthor: Before that.
Kitty Kowalski: Get out?