I will never be able to play Tomb Raider ever again without flashbacks of last night's Lara Croft popping into my head.

Thank you, Melina. Thank you very much.

I ordered a John McClane mask, but they sent me a John McCain mask instead. I've got a costume party tonight, where I'll be making the best out of a bad situation.

Adam Savage gave me a chimpanzee with a harness on his back. He said that he was going to figure out how far off the ground he should be. He jumped into his helicopter, holding the long elastic leash, and the helicopter whirred into the air - the chimp lifts off the ground, dangling about 20 feet above my head. Adam wheels up the chimp, and let's him go. Plummeting to Earth, the chimpanzee reaches the end of his bungee, smacks me on the top of the head, and rebounds back upwards towards the chopper. He bounces a few times until he is a mere 7 yard above me, where he tells me, using sign language, that his heart is going nuts. Then he points to me, and back to his heart. I think he was asking if I wanted the next jump.

I just read an interesting piece from Reddit.com called "The True Price of SMS Messages" which can be read over here on http://gthing.net/the-true-price-of-sms-messages.

After reading it, I'm almost disgusted. There is definitely something that needs to be done about this. Basically, US Cell companies - in this case, AT&T - are charging people exorbitant rates to both send AND receive text messages! The author introduces this by comparing the cost per bit of text messaging they charge to the cost per bit of a Cable Internet provider, as well as sending a piece of paper through the US Postal Service through the mail, with bits written out.

Not only are they charging you up to $.30 per message, they are charging the intended recipient $.30 per message as well! In actuality, text messaging doesn't cost these companies anything! It's actually an amazing scheme, but there should be something that we can do about it. If anything, getting the word out should be good enough for now.

Click above or on "related link" below for the link - it's a little long, but there are more important issues below the halfway mark of the page.

Dream: Went to a bar with a bunch of people I've never known, ordered a Guinness and an Irish Carbomb. Then a car drove through the bar and blew up. I believe the driver was of Irish descent, but it didn't matter - I never got my Guinness.

I don't remember my dreams much. I wish, though, that when I did remember my dreams, they were worth remembering.