monkey. toast. boing.

Okay, so I haven't been around at all. I'm still not, in fact. I'm just here to say that I've coined a new name for cars. Singular, it is: moving box of metal death.

I'm still playing with it, yes. Speeding box of metal death? Whirring box of metallic death? Box, of, and death are all keepers, I know that.

There. Because there's just not enough idiocy in this journal, and I must bring balance to the force.