Troubleshooting From Home

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I think our lamp just broke. The one in the far corner. Multicolored heads.
 
I mean. It was $20. So. LOL. But. :\ EVERY SINGLE BULB went dark. I just switched one out and tried clicking it. Nothing.
   
Maybe fuse?

OK, it was a fuse. I played with the box (hehe) but the blowout killed a few bulbs. NVM. 

Monster.com Didn't Mention This One

After searching for book/magazine publishing companies in NJ for nearly two hours, and applying to a variety of them, I came across one publisher on a listing from manta.com that had a casual, fun name. Thinking that could be interesting (and assuming it was a publication for young people) I search for the URL for ...


Swank Magazine.


Wow, just wow. Apparently I was the only person in the world who didn't know they were a hardcore porno mag. WELL THEN! Moving on.




Later:

Matt: By the way, "High Society" magazine isn't about Wall Street.

It's Matt's Birthday Today.

Me: I just burped, and tasted peppermint. I haven't eaten peppermint in months. What the hell?

Him: That is arguably the classiest thing you have ever said to me. You are one delicate flower.

Shhhhhhhhhzzzzzooooooom.

I just spent a good minute dusting a high-scale light saber replica toy.

Oh yeah, we're adults.