Little Wings

It's a hellofa note when you can't trust your ability to save something for later.  If this were the ideal world in which my premature ejections from web pages wouldn't cause untimely deletion of posts, you would be reading about my decision to "relaunch" Syntax of Things next Tuesday.  Basically, that just means that I'm going to go from this minimal approach I've been using to save time and energy back to the old way, which means little or nothing in terms of content but it sounds good to say.  I'm working on an unapologetic mea culpa for my lameness which I hope to have up as part of Tuesday's relaunch.

For now, more of the same, including videos like the one below, which happens to be one of the funniest things I've watched in many a moon.  It comes to you from Pensacola, Florida, where the mullets are fried and the Bibles are beaten.  Enjoy.

Comments

[erin]

I have no words except this one: awesome.

[Varg]

Phil Katt's been around for years but I never knew he dabbled in such craptasticality.

[auntie scott]

hmmm. whoa. wow. hmmm.