Here's a random fact about me. I have a lot of trouble with that damn word verification feature -- more trouble than I think I should have, at least. It regularly takes me multiple attempts to get the word verification right, so I can leave some utterly useless comment on your blog. When I comment on Heather's boobs, I have to do so three times. I have decided that this failure to get word verification right the first time is indicative of some sort of learning disorder upon which I can squarely lay all the blame for any and all previous and future academic failure.
Favorite threat I've heard today: "I'm going to cool that kid with a folding chair."
My ability to swim -- that's the secret of my successful marriage.
Quick, spot the guy who causes you to lose faith in humanity.