Well another day down. Not exactly if I'm getting closer to something or just further away from something else. Interesting way to think about it, no?

And I'm listening to music on the ol' computer and the words "Poop in the potty, poop goes in the potty" are being repeated over and over. It's strangely cool. I just might post my remake of said track one of these days. But not today. Today is for sleeping.

And not to be a lackey for The Smoking Gun, but:
http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/0831041_photostamps_1.html

Personalized stamps. What a wonderfully horrible idea. Although I'm tempted to make a special edition run of Joe Mammy stamps. In fact, let's do this right: what should be on the Joe-Mammy.com stamp? Let your voice be heard! May Democracy rule! Speak to me! The winning stamp design will be announced right here and for a nominal fee (ie, cost of the stamp) you can get a personalized Joe Mammy postcard with the stamp and a personal message from yours truly right on it.
Choose from:
Cecil
Devil Pup 1
Devil Pup 2
Joe hissownself
Cute Joe
or Flying Baby (from the intro...)

Rock the Vote, kiddies, and remember, as much as it might seem silly, your vote counts... until we establish the Joe-Mammy.com electoral college.

-Joe