Going away, back Monday. Also, sick today.

Go read Raising Hell, which is relaunching on Monday. With additional new authors and a fantastic new design.

Lucifer: You’re gonna love this.
Agent: [Glances at watch]
Lucifer: Seriously. Pay attention.
Agent: I’m all ears.
Lucifer: [Waves script]
Agent: Everyone’s a screenwriter.
Lucifer: Look. Scene one, Ext. Forest, night. Two border police officers…
Agent: Give me the short version.
Lucifer: Ahem. Listen. Okay. It starts with an act of defiance, and ends with a lake of fire.
Agent: What is it with you and lakes of fire?
Lucifer: What.
Agent: Your last screenplay ended with a lake of fire.
Lucifer: [Hurt look]
Agent: I’m only saying. [His phone rings] Hang on a second.
Lucifer: What’s wrong with a lake of fire?

Is there anything nicer than taking a big gulp of cold, stale Nescafe that’s been sitting on your desk in a plastic cup, forgotten since you made it 4 hours ago at lunch?

Oh, and speaking of tolerance: it’s great to be tolerant, until you have to tolerate something you don’t like, then it sucks, eh?

ladies and gentlemen we’ve accomplished much. the united states must never again raging diseases further destruction innocent lives nations deceitful dictators on a massive scale would be unlike above all defended generations violent ambitions shared by all.
[via Arthur]

And 35 Questions
[via Adam]

Funny how people wince when they lose an illusion, and how the phrase “he disillusioned me” is a complaint and accusation. It’s not like there’s not an infinite supply of illusions, is it? I suppose they’re like warts, you get used to them, and some forms of removal are painful.

Stop me if you’ve seen this.

[via kd]