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Remember that possum I was talking about a few days ago? Well the day after I posted that story (if you could call it that) the possum was gone. Spoooooky eh? Coincidence or CONSPIRACY!!!!? Coincidence.

The Furman Machine finally got a new look. ‘Nuff said…’cept that I’m waiting on pics from Furious so I can finally change this site.

Finally, I got bored this afternoon and an hour later I was looking at my creation – a game where you click a dot. Sounds crap? Well it is but it’s crap in the addictive and fun way. So without furthur ado I give you Whack-a-dot!

We’ve all experienced it. You open up the index file of your site to add some witty/retarded ramblings and to your bewilderment the file is now 5000 lines long, 90% of which are blank lines added for your convienience. After much deliberation I decided to screw it and trash all that trash rather than site here until 2am individually deleteting all the blanks.

And now I’ve been sitting here for about 15mins without actually typing anything so I might go. Remember, kids, stay in school.

Well it’s not so much a rant as a recorded conversation. I tought it was funny but Buzzdidn’t. But then again, what does he know about hilarity? NOTHING! Well probably more than nothing. I got no idea really.

The point I’m trying to make is…well…just go to the rants section and then tell me I’m hilarious. It’s the only decent thing to do.

It’s funny how the only times I update bmcom is when I have absolutely nothing of interest to say. Basically my foot is itchy.

In other news, last Thursday SubSquad1 took on a 6-foot sub with delicious results. Now, I know most of you are sitting there thinking “gee, I wish I could’ve seen that!”. Well lament no more because we got it all on video! And by “all” I mean about 15 minutes of footage. But it’s all golden stuff, so keep checking back to watch the short film and read about what happens when 4 guys get their hands on about 7kgs of sandwhich and a video camera.

As we all know, I’m the brains of the buzzmoo.com operation, Buzzmoo is merely the eye-candy. Anyway the time has come for us to rise up against this crazy tyrant and prevent him destroying my masterful creation just for a mirror. A MIRROR! Aie!

In other news I checked up on the tomato in my fridge today. For those of you who don’t know (which is all of you) the tomato I refer to is an ancient oddity sealed in a block of ice attached to the back wall of my fridge. Somehow many weeks or months ago this tomato just developed an icy force-field and grew to about the size of an orange. Unfortunately the tomato seems to have ceased it’s spherical expansion but is now venturing down to the shelf below it. The obvious explanation is that the Icemato has somehow evolved into a living being and now expands throughout the fridge in search of other foodstuffs to envelope and consume.

This is no doubt the beginning of my own B-grade horror film in which I will run around screaming for a few days to avoid an icy and gruesome death. Either that or I’ll develop a special bond with it and shape it into my own bodyguard/assassin that I can use to accelerate my plans for world domination. Both promise to change my life forever.

It’s been far too long since my annoying e-voice rang out accross this e-site (on the e-web), so I decided I’d come on here and say something even if I had nothing to say, which I don’t.

Well anyway I’ve been incapacitated by this stupid cold which threatens to make my head explode any moment now. Further adding to my demise is the recent death of my oven which pretty much limits my meal(s) to either bread, cereal or a cereal sandwhich.

On a more positive note buzzmoo.com’s traffic continues to grow and grow. Slowly but surely we’re moving towards our end goal which is to become an internet superpower and eventually brainwash you all to create our own super army of net-jockeys. We’ll be a force to reckon with. Uncle Sam needs YOU!!