Am I the only one who is scared shitless whenever that freaky woman pops up on television to whore the Palm Pre in their ads?

She's like a drugged-out Borg Queen at an Italian Renaissance fair who is telling you to buy one of her phones or else she's going to stab you while you sleep. She's so frightening that my testicles retreat into my torso whenever she appears. If I were to ever meet her in person, my balls would probably go missing for weeks.

Forget zombies and vampires, HERE'S the Halloween costume to beat this year...

I've played with the Palm Pre, and it's not a bad smartphone. If the iPhone didn't exist, it would be a serious contender for my mobile of choice. But since the iPhone does exist, Palm felt they couldn't really compete and needed to use scare tactics to sell the thing?

I guess that's one strategy.

In other news... a few people didn't understand what I meant by the whole Guinness on Lough Tay thing, so I added this frame to show how the lake kind of looks like a glass of Guinness...

And that's all for tonight, as I am half-asleep already.

Please don't let me have Palm Pre Bitch nightmares...