Personal Thank You

Undoubtedly, the klaxons and swirling red lights down in my workplace NOC that flash each time something triggers the Echelon-strength Internet content filters in the bowels of the sys admin’s secret lair at my workplace echoed and, well, swirled today as I visited many of my favorite Web logs and “news” portals today.

Jeez, my workstation saw a bitch’s worth of teats today, guys, as each of you salivated over the Miss Jackson flesh we might better have appreciated fifteen years ago (and then there’s the drawing of Jessica Rabbit courtesy of Kim du Toit).

When I’m terminated for Internet abuse, I expect each of you to hit my tip jar to make it up.

Thank you, that is all.

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