Laughing at tards and feeling no guilt about it

I'm checking out new blogs to link to. I love those in my links section, but if they don't update frequently I feel kind of lonely.

I got into reading this Tardblog, which seems to be a controversial one, and I have to say I kept my straight face until I read this entry. Then I started to laugh so hard my wound almost gave away. They made it: I'm gonna link to them. They deserve it, poor guys. And I don't care if its politically incorrect to find them funny.

On other news, today is a typical Sunday in chez Dragon. I'm blogging away, Corvux is at the PS2 playing Vice City and kicking assorted ass, and Belendor is playing his guitar and minding me not, which is fine by me.

We may (or may not, if we get what we usually term hueva) go later to Phoenix's house and attend his babyshower. Yes, he's a guy and he's having a baby shower.

Today's menu:

- Lettuce salad (no dressing, no tomatoes, no cheese)
- Steamed fish (no garlic, no olive oil, no parsley)
- Apple juice

Somebody just shoot me, please.

More blogging later, I suppose.