I’m two weeks behind on the wrap-up again because I suck. But I have a good reason because Victor’s still dealing with his broken arm (see: “Man Cold” X 80 billion). He’s having a plate put in it next week, which is nice because that means that he’ll have to be frisked through every airport security check from now on, which helps level the playing field a bit since he always glares at me as I slow him down because apparently my shoes are more complicated than his are. This paragraph would make more sense if I’d had more sleep. Probably.
Let’s begin the weekly wrap-up, shall we?:
What you missed on Ill-Advised:
What you missed on Good Mom/Bad Mom on the Houston Chronicle:
What you missed on my sex column (which is satirical and vaguely safe for work if your boss isn’t a complete douche-canoe):
What you missed in my shop (tentatively named “Eight pounds of uncut cocaine” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.):
- Wil Wheaton collating papers. Your argument is irrelevant. (Proceeds from the sales of this shirt go to helping disaster-relief in Japan.)
What you missed on the internets:
- Was announced as an Austin cast member of LTYM. Kind of terrified.
- Won About.com’s Readers Choice Award in the subject of “family computing”. I’m both flattered and vaguely confused.
This week on Shit-I-didn’t-come-up-with-but-wish-I-did-because-it’s-kind-of-awesome: