Well, it’s a little late, but better than never. I can’t remember ever doing anything in particular on Valentines day… presumably I did when Sarah & I were together – I never would have gotten away with not doing something 😀 – but I can’t recall.
So, in the true spirit of single guys everywhere, I’m going to facetiously diss Valentines day through the wonder of satire. 🙂 Or at least, let someone with humour and artistic talent do it for me. 😀
This is related to the story last week by The Free Lance-Star, A missile punch at bullet prices, on the successful testing (by the U.S. navy) of an 8MJ railgun. It probably won’t mean much to earlier generations, but for those that grew up playing Quake 3, this is all too funny, and likely to be true one day. 😀
Funny because it’s depressingly true. The other day I stopped for petrol and, knowing it would go up for the weekend, decided to get a fair bit to try and weather it out. I went with $40, which actually pushed the needle up past three quarters full (although it’s not linear, so I don’t really know how full it was). I was tempted to fill it up, but was afraid of what it might cost. 🙁