For the interested among you, I've added a new page to my online portfolio. The page wasn't supposed to be very involved, just a quickie to slap on the front section of a 9-page legal ad, but I found a neat story on the wire about classic video games. I put more effort into this page than most, and I like it very much.

Naturally, I featured Link and The Legend of Zelda because I recently purchased that classic NES game for my Game Boy Advance and have been playing it a lot lately. Contrary to the beliefs of a certain delusional gamer -- you know who you are, K -- Link is a badass. Ryu Hayabusa will fall before his blade. Ha!

The creative impulse is often described as similar to giving birth, and this is one of those rare and oh-so-satisfying times when I can look at a page I've designed and think Jesus, did that really come out of me? It makes me feel good, like I'm really capable of decent design work and not just spinning my wheels until someone gets tired of the shit I normally crank out.

Someone told a joke today about working in a blanket factory until it folded, and I started thinking about jokes in general. Then I started thinking about dirty jokes. Then I thought about a dirty joke Cris Gravely told me once, which quickly became my favorite of all time:

Q: What did Cinderella say when she got to the ball?
A: [Make gagging sound].

What's your favorite dirty joke? Leave one in the comments section.

I parted ways with organized religion a long time ago, but one thing which pisses me off is when someone steals from a church. I know God's fan club doesn't have the cleanest balance sheet when it comes to societal benefit/cost ratios, and that the nuttier fruitcakes in the congregation are responsible (fairly or unfairly) for a lot of it. Many churches do good work, and they're often good places where a community of believers can come together.

What kind of sick, unfeeling monster do you have to be to break into a church and steal? To steal a freakin' tabernacle, communion wafers and pictures of Jesus? I know the world is going to hell (metaphorically) when I expect honor from thieves.

My sister April called a few minutes ago to point out something I'd missed during my Sunday-morning scan of the Charleston Gazette-Mail. In the "Celebrations" section, they announced the marriage of Patricia Mary Link and Sheila Annette Chambers, a lesbian couple who wed in Provincetown, Mass.

"They didn't make a big deal or anything," April said. "They just printed it. How cool is that?"

I think it's very cool indeed.