Gaaah, don't go see Matrix Revolutions unless you MUST know how it ends. I mean, it was better than Wing Commander, but I think I'd rather go watch one of the lesser Godzilla movies.

And please, someone stop Dean Devlin and Roland Emmerich from making movies. It's for the good of everyone.

Today's post is dedicated to Chuck the snake, who I almost chopped up yesterday, but was gracious enough to pose for some pictures. Stay warm, chief.

I was told last night I was noble, which seems pretty cool. And this came from a mom-aged-type person, so I think I can take that to mean something. And hey, work gossip can be sort of fun. If done properly, of course.

And to work I go. Hi-ho.