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2001-08-17

In a perfect world, there would be no war, no Barbara Streisand and lots of good things on tv. The books should have been cheaper and Futurama would be hailed as a greater event than the second coming.

But this is not a perfect world. Books are not as cheap, Barbara Streisand exists and they are planning a new Star Trek series — I thought we’ve had enough by now. And in one episode they have Jeffrey “Re-Animator” Combs as a guest. As I hope this is a better place than an everlasting hellpit, I do hope they use him correctly. What would be better than having Combs run berserk on a spaceship, trying to frankenstein a monster from the remains of the former crewmates of Enterprise.

An episode like that would have brought tears of joy from my eyes. Combs, while being no Bruce, is usually a neat actor. Almost on par with Christopher Walken.

Yes, it really is isn’t it?

Everything is for sale online. You can, if you’re crazy enough, buy clothes, cars and even houses. No one I know would buy a house or a car over the electronic highway, but there seem to be people who do. Weird fucks.

But as I’ve recently found out, it’s impossible to find someone who sells pens. Why? Good pens are a rarity in normal shops, and quality wise, pens sold online is no different from pens sold offline. So, there is a need for pen-merchants. It’s a void that needs to be filled.