I am an alumna of the Beta Gamma Chapter of Sigma Alpha Iota, an international music fraternity for women. I have served as President as well as Corresponding Secretary, and received the Sword of Honor.
I'm a Bastard. An Elitist Bastard. If you'd like to know more about Elitist Bastards, click on the link, but don't expect us to take any notice.
I love cartoons. I was raised on Bugs Bunny. If you have cable but don't have Cartoon Network, you're missing out.
One of the best authors out there today is a Brit named Terry Pratchett, creator of the Discworld books. A good site to start learning about him is Discworld Monthly, an online newsletter that deals in all things Pterry.
I play videogames, though I almost exclusively play roleplaying games since I suck at anything which requires hand-eye coordination. Go fig. And then go visit RPGamer.
A friend of mine first introduced me to the world of Purity Tests. If you've ever wondered exactly how pure you are, or are REALLY bored, check them out. Personally I think the 1500-point test is a bit on the scary side.
He's been gone for a while, but his webpage lives on! Visit Bob Ross, and learn how to paint happy little trees!
Visit this site, and worship the greatness that is Pez!
And now, because you've been so good...a deep thought from Sarah!
The world would NOT be a better place without explosions. I looooove explosions, they're really cool. They make a big noise. A lot of the time they're accompanied by a big fireball. When an object explodes, it either shatters into a billion pieces or flies up in the air really high. We would have no action movies or tv shows without explosions. I would be reeeeally depressed if we didn't have explosions anymore, because things exploding make me happy. Thank you.
Sarah Lynne Harrison was a wonderful, loving, generous person until her unfortunate death. All men that met her would immediately be smitten by her famous beauty and her multitude of charms. All women would seek her out, so that they could share a bit of the joy of being such a great person. Babies never cried around her. Wild animals would become tame in her presence. She was, quite literally, a goddess that walked on the earth. Sadly, unlike the goddess she always seemed, she was mortal, and suffered a brutal, tragic death at the hands of a jealous Canadian. Happily, her death will not be in vain, as her vast wealth has been donated to several charities. Please bow your heads for a moment of silence.
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