Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit. Hare Hare Hare.

It just occurred to me that maybe it's "here here here" or "hear hear hear" (this one doesn't really make sense) and that perhaps all these years I've been thinking and saying it incorrectly hence our not winning the lottery. I'll have to verify but until that time...

Here's to another failed month, then.

It's also April Fool's Day. This isn't a day we play tricks upon or get tricked upon by others since no one I know really cares about it except those Gmail/Google Conquerors of the Future World. Set your custom time to that, Gmail and embark on your journey out in space, Google.

H1 and I aren't worthy of being Virgles.

Here's H1's result:

Okay, let's just get this over with quickly, like ripping off a medical adhesive: you did not do well on this test. You are not, by all available evidence, well suited to be a Virgle Pioneer, or any sort space explorer, really, or for that matter, any profession which requires leaving behind your creature comforts, your nice warm bed, your lovely wardrobe, your gourmet meals, your high-end home theater, your friends and family -- oh man, what have we gotten ourselves into here? We're kind of freaking out ourselves, actually. Help! We changed our minds! We don't want to go! [Clicks heels.] There's no place like home! There's no place like home! There's no place like -- [ Long silence. ] Hello. Still there? We're sorry about that unpleasantness with our previous reviewer. We can assure you, you tested just fine and would make a fine Pioneer; all you have to do is submit your video here.

And mine,