I was super surly all day today. I just kind of wanted to go home, you know? I had a crappy salad for lunch, then I sat in the food court and snarled at everyone I saw making snap judgements based on their clothes. Shallow? Maybe. Get bent – I said I was surly, didn’t I? Then I went to work and my boss actually wanted me to do work. The nerve!

So I’m sitting in my chair seething when all of the sudden I end up clicking a link to Brandon Bird’s website. All of the sudden I’m partying with Mr. T and Christopher Walken is building a robot and someone who kind of looks like a really strong version of Abraham Lincoln is beating some dude’s ass and then WHAM! Brain chunks all over my the screen. Brandon Bird, you saved my life.

Thanks, bro.