Then I have to make sure to log onto the Drudge Report a few times a day. Three hours of Rush Limbaugh sometimes "just isn't enough," if you know what I mean. I have to check National Review for the latest neocon spin on current events. Most of the calls I got were from these bastards. I just don't pay for it." It seems to piss them off, and that's satisfaction enough, especially since the advent of the Do Not Call listings. I have to check my local newspaper, which is kinda funny when these guys whom the local paper hires to sit at card tables in the Kroger stores every so often try to sell me the daily paper. It's a respect thing for those who are really doing what they should on this net: Making me laugh. Slow Wave and Homestar Runner have to have their own spot up there, even though they are only updated once a week, at best.
I must look at NetFlix to see what's on the way and what must be added to the list.
#Arts and letters daily list tv#
The TV Guide has to be perused to see if there's a rerun of Seinfeld I haven't seen twice on the syndication networks. Of course, I have to check the catbox archives to see what users said about my mom overnight. You can see the madness to which I've succumbed. They all have to fit, no matter how short of a header I have to give them.
I'm not going into the little "arrow territory" with dropdowns for my addictions.
After all, there is only so much room up there on that Mozilla toolbar. Between trying to make a living, stay married, raise a kid, feed the animals and take care of the manly as well as some of the womanly things around the house and garden, there is only so much time I can spend on this newfangled Bookmarking a site, to me, means that I'll be married to that site and, thus, forced to check on it every day from now until the end of time. I don't know about you, but I have to budget the time I spend on the internet.
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