My new timesink is Texts from Last Night.
Hours of amusement made of solid gold.
The posts almost make me want to get a cell phone* because I have the feeling everyone around me is writing and receiving awesome texts, and I am missing out.
The posts also confirm that people out there are living lives that span the full spectrum of epic.
*I should just say phone, but I can't. It's like I'm in one of those turn-of-the-century books where phone is written 'phone in a quaint way because the tele was left off.