"About 2 hours after I posted yesterday's rant about not being able to find magnets in NYC, I went to a wrestling match between giant Japanese monsters, plantains, and chicken soup. It was in a cage. Goddamn.
Point is, they were selling magnets with pictures of the Evil Dr. Cube (who made the Giant Robot Slug wrestler)! How convenient!
But this is the rant page, so you can expect some bad news soon: by the time I went to buy them, they were friggin sold out! Disaster!
Oh, and while I'm ranting, this weekend is the rock-paper-scissors championships. I'm psyched about it, but I'm not feeling very confident, which is getting me down. I mean, I really need to go in there tomorrow in top mental and phsyical condition. As they say ""90% of rock-paper-scissors is half mental"""