Due to some catastrophic idiocy on my part…er…I mean…um…server failure. Yeah, that’s the ticket, server failure, all was lost. Alas, that’s the way she goes.
I’m in the market for a new pair of jeans. I shop around a bit on Amazon and other sites and, look I’m going to sound old here (because, damnit I AM OLD) but really? $207 for a pair of jeans? I’m guessing that they come with a special cleaning person to brush any crumbs off of your lap, a dancing girl to oogle you and tell you how fabulous you look and a solid metal safe to keep them in.
I said I was back, but really? What did you expect? War and Peace? Next time