Movies Ones I've never seen before are italicized.

1) Annie (1985) - Wed/01/16/2008
2) Exorcist: The Beginning (2004) - Thu/01/17/2008
3) The Number 23 (2007) - Thu/01/17/2008
4) Hide and Seek - (2005) - Thu/01/17/2008
5) Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - (2005) - Wed/01/30/2008
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Movies I've Never Seen Before: 4

Movies I've Re-Watched: 1


Books Ones I've never read before are italicized
1) Talking to Depression by Claudia J. Strauss (2004) Wed/01/02/2008 - Wed/02/20/2008
2) The Action Hero's Handbook by David Borgenicht and Joe Borgenicht (2002) - Mon/02/04/2008 - Fri/02/15/2008
3) The Beautiful Cigar Girl Mary Rogers, Edgar Allen Poe, and the Invention of Murder by Daniel Stashower (2006) - Wed/02/20/2008 - Present
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Books I've Never Read Before: 2

Books Re-Read: 0

Music Albums Ones I've never listened to before are italicized
1) The Beatles - Hard Day's Night
2) Bill Cosby - The Best of Bill Cosby
3) Bill Cosby - Bill Cosby is A Very Funny Fellow, Right?
4) Bill Cosby - I Started out as a Child
5) Bill Cosby - To Russel, My Brother, Whom I Slept With
6) Bill Cosby - When I Was a Kid
7) Bill Cosby - Why is There Air?
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Albums I've Never Heard Before: 7

Albums Re-Listened To: 0

Am I a tiger? Yey or Ney.

Not too fond of the name Albus :/ Someone else told me I'd be a small-spotted genat.

Ugh! My computer is taking forever to start up. If you press anything before it's "fully" booted, it won't work at all. I'm beginning to wonder if I have a virus. I know a trojen was detected the last time I scanned with my anti-virus.

But, geez. It's moving insanely slow (I'm on my Wireless Dana Alphasmart at the moment).

		I will marry Angel.
		After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Lincoln, Nebraska, USA in our fabulous Mansion.
		We will have 10 kid(s) together.
		Our family will zoom around in a Red Corvette.
		I will spend my days as a Doctor, and live happily ever after.

Watch the latest episode (or the first 15 seconds of it) of Neurotically Yours, and tell me: Is it just me, or does Germaine have a sunny side upped egg as a nipple?

By the way, does anyone know why Jon Mathers got more lewd in his depictions of Neurotically Yours? He claims he was going back to the original, but I'm not so sure. I'm talking about the episode when Germaine goes into the lingerie shop and teases the stalker (previous pizzaman, now turned lingerie salesman). Jon claims to be trying to do a plot for Neurotically Yours, and I get that, I just think he's going about organizing it all weird. I think there ought to be a "Stage 1: Testing Things Out" type part and "Stage 2: Actual Series." IE: Cannon vs. Noncannon, and make all things previous to having a plot be noncannon. (IE all the squirrel rants and Pill-Z being noncannon, since that doesn't seem to be what he wants the cartoon to focus on anymore).

- Post 3 things you've done in your lifetime that you don't think anybody on your friends list has done.
- See if anybody else responds with "I've done that."
- Have your friends cut & paste this into their journal to see what unique things they've done in their life.

1) Pretended that I owned 400 dogs and named all of them. Wiithout reusing any names (I was a psychotic 8 year old that didn't think of the work and care involved in owning 400 dogs).

2) I sucked on my index finger until my parents installed some appliance into my mouth when I was 7. To rebel against those motherfuckers (one of whom is a lot nicer and easier to get along with now that I'm older), I started sucking on my lip, instead. I still suck on my lip to this day. It's hard for me to get to sleep without doing it.

3) I've sent a penny to a friend through the mail, for good luck ("Find a penny, pick it up, all day long, you'll have good luck. Blah blah blah friend, good luck blah blah never end").

How have we eradicated smallpox, when there are a bunch of poor countries that probably couldn't afford the vaccine? Has smallpox really been eradicated from the whole world, or just from the rich countries?

Dear friends on Last.Fm,
How much would you hate me/be bothered if I changed my user account again?

Just out of curiosity an' all that.

As it turns out, so far, I am Smudge's favourite person. I'm not sure if that's because I'm the one that's most often home, or if it's because I talk to him the most, or if it's because I'm the one that plays with him the most. Either way, he adores me. He doesn't think the world revolves around me and the sun and moon rise and set on me yet, but someday, with luck, he will.

He still likes to get us up at 5:30am/6am. He's always come into our rooms with his rope. Since he's a fetcher, getting rid of him to get a few more zzz's is a snap! Usually, he'll wake me up first. I grab his rope, throw it down the hall, and slam the door shut (my door requires force to make it latch when you want to close it). After this, he goes into dad's room, and dad repeats the procedure.

I was cracking up the other day over how slow he's been to figure out we're not going to play with him in the morning.

As it turns out, Smudge does have herpes, so we have to give him eyedrops for another two weeks (it's been half a week already).

Recently, I got sick with either the flu or a really bad cold. It was awful. On Wednesday, the fever had me so beat, all I could do was lie down and try to sleep it off. I wasn't very comfortable. I was either hot or cold, not in between, and I kept sleeping for only a half an hour at a time. I'd keep waking up every half hour, thinking maybe an hour or two had gone by, only to be disappointed. I had to call in sick to work on Thursday, but managed to work Friday and today just fine.

More pictures of Smudge ( behind the cut. ) If his eyes look weird, it's because I used the red eye reducer on them.

Am I the only one who totally sees Cangel relationships everywhere?! Either that, or replicas of Angel everywhere?!

I see it in Fran/Max on The Nanny, I see it with Lyra/Iorek from The Golden Compass (just got finished reading that one. Great book. I'm not sure if I want to continue with the series. The book seemed rather final in the ending, for me. Though, it might've been because I was reading it in one sitting). Scarlett/Rhett from Gone With the Wind (the book moreso than the movie).

I see Angel everywhere, too! I see him in Spock from the Original Star Trek series (I am, sadly, a Trekkie. My cool factor just went down by 80 points, I know).

I also see Cordelia. In Jackie from That 70's Show.

I'm sure there are others, but because I'm rather lame, I never write down where I see them when I see them :/ I'll have to make a note to do so from now on :/

Funny, they don't have a 'brilliant,' 'smart' or 'sharp' mood :/

For those of you who waited patiently for pictures (all two of you :P), there's some behind the cut.

( Pictures of you, pictures of me )

Okay, anyone know what royalty the "Earldom of Snowdon" is from? I ask because the former Honrouable Serena Armstrong-Jones (now Viscountess Linley) is apparently some form of cousin who married into the Earldom of Snowdon. As far as I know, she's British by national birth and I think Irish by choice?

I'd also love to discover how far I am in the line to the throne (because bragging rights over getting to this country first are quickly getting old :P). I'd imagine I'm like 30-something at best and probably 200 something realistically speaking. I know the Viscountess' oldest son (Charles Patric Inigo) is 14th in line to the throne, and he's named after his first cousin, once removed.

So, does that make the Viscount Linley a cousin of Prince Charles? If so, which surrounding country is Viscount Linley from? How did he get into the royal family (and I'd prefer a real answer beyond, "his family convinced a bunch of morons that God wanted them to be the rulers of _______________ country")?

Also: Why are there only two Queen Elizabeths (the Queen Mum and the current one)? Whatever happened to the Not!Virgin Queen?

Where's Anne Frank when you need her? :(

Haha!! Thanks to the help of Yahoo! Answers and a BBC Article, I've been able to teach Smudge to play fetch!!

It only took me half an hour. I'm not sure if he's that brilliant, or if his personality is built that well to the talent. He got tired of playing after the 3rd time he brought back something for me (I started with a paper ball and then tried the rope* once he got a hang of the ball).

I figured he could be taught because I've seen him carry the rope around in his mouth before, and he *always* runs to go see something after you throw it. I was totally right, and my patience paid off!!

I'm quite sure all the friends we never have over will be highly impressed ;) I, myself, am quite gleeful with the pleasure of owning a cat that's smart enough to fetch =) And even more gleeful with the knowledge that I taught him. Dad's all "He's not a dog." And I'm all, "Yes, but some cats like to play fetch. He shows the signs of being one of them."

Also: I was right. He is a licker! He loves to lick at my fingers, and sometimes nips at them. I'm not sure if he's nipping out of love, or if the nipping is a precursor to him gnawing on my hand (which it currently often is).

*The rope being a 88¢ dog toy from WalMart. He's teething currently, and so I figured a rope would be a great chew toy. I tried getting him a couple of dog bones as chew toys (with the idea he'd prefer to chew them instead of my hands), but he didn't like those so much. Maybe he's not a big fan of bacon? :s

We finally decided on a name for Untitled Cat. His name is now Smudge!

Pictures will probably have to wait until I eventually am able to buy a new battery (and SD card) for my camera (not in the budget for this month, and it's unlikely to be in the budget for next month).

I got paid today, and since it takes until Wednesday to get cleared or whatever (or so the Teller tells me. Last time I got paid, I deposited the cheque on Saturday and the funds were available on Monday (says web banking) or Tuesday (when I first used the money)), I "borrowed" some money from the bank and finally got some food I like (I fail at money management. I'm awesome at planning, but not so good with execution). I budgeted for the $32 fee they'll give me (I'm hungry. It's totally worth it...for now), and while I was shopping, I picked up some things for Smudge. I got him a scratching post ($8.86 before tax at WalMart!), a pack of 8 plastic balls that have a single bell in each ball (he LOVES them!) and 2 "jungle" toys (they're catnip filled, supposedly. One's a lion and one's a tiger. They also had a panther one in the store). The "jungle" cats/toys have bells on their tails, so I thought that would interest him. He does respond to catnip (Jesse was the one in three cats that don't), but he was either too tired to care much (he's sleeping right now) or he isn't that strong of a responder. I suspect it's the former, but we'll see.

So far, he was able to entertain himself for 3-5 minutes with the jingly bells. Dad was the one who suggested getting those, and I'd put all 8 of them into a plastic bin, so they were rattling around and making all kinds of noise. I'll get a big plastic box top (Mom kept quilt crap in plastic boxes of different sizes), so he can bat them around in/on that.

For the scratching post, I brought him over to it and rubbed his paws against it, in attempt to give him an idea of what's expected of him with it (he was apparently trying to sharpen his nails on the garbage can the other night. He tried that again last night, and he also has tried doing the same on the cabinet under the sink). I then let him watch me run my own nails on the sides of the post. He wasn't too awful impressed.

I've taught him to run his paw underneath doors and pull in order to open them (I let him watch me while I did this, instead of opening the door the "normal" way by pulling the knob). He has also learned to pull the door open wide enough that he can get out.

I'm not sure if he's able to get into closed doors, but I figure I'll try that out later (possibly tomorrow afternoon, after work). I know he can get in a door that's only open a smidgen, but my bedroom door is special. Mine never latches all the way, unless you put some pressure on it. This leads to the door looking closed/latched, but it's still open if you push (or if a cat pushes).

I tried clipping Smudge's claws this morning. I was successful for nine out of ten of them. He didn't like it much, which lead me to call PetSmart and ask how much they charge for cat claw clipping (yes, they do that!). It costs $8 and it's a walk in type of thing. Does anyone know if I'm expected to tip the groomer? Or if PetSmart Groomers are allowed to be tipped? I ask the latter question because I know [EDITED] (where I work) employees aren't allowed to accept tips/bribes of any kind. I assume this is for our own "safety," so someone doesn't inadvertently think we sold a company secret to [EDITED COMPETITOR COMPANY].

I was busy editing my budget this morning, when Smudge came over and decided to paw at me/my hair (heh!). Since I had something better to do (obviously! Budgeting for cat toys = far better than playing with cat! DUH! ;)), it was easy for me to keep tossing him down onto the floor (I didn't literally toss him. Relax, Literal people! Smudge has done far more damage to me than I have to him. He's safe from the Wrath of Heidi because he's just so darn cute! And because Heidi just doesn't care when cats scratch her).

After tossing him onto the floor about 8-10 times (this guy has the patience of Ghandi, I swear!), he finally got the hint and stopped playing with my hair/climbing onto the computer.

Next month, I plan on getting him some form of catbed. Right now, I'm waiting first on the question to how he responds to catnip (the non-catnip beds are probably the same price, but I'd like to get him a catnip one if he responds to it =)) and I'm waiting second on having the money for it. Right now, my pet budget has been spent on toys & the scratching post. Later on this week, it'll be spent on getting the rest of his nails clipped, and that's it for the Pet Budget this month.

Next month, I have a crapload of money going towards dental (I need like 3 or 4 fillings. I'm currently working on getting into the habit of brushing my teeth every morning & night, as well as flossing). I offered to pay up to half of the cost to Dad (since he's really the one of us who has money to pay for it), and told him that since the Insurance company refunds half of the money, he can keep the refund then. I'm budgeted for $720.70 next month, and $250 of that is going into the 'dental' bill (the other big bills are groceries, gas and savings. We'll see how well the savings plan works out this time, though).

Getting a new camera battery and a new SD card looks to be waiting for June. I'm hoping I'll have enough money to repair my printer that month, too (either that, or repair the part that's broken. It's a Lexmark Optra E312, and it grabs too many pages when it goes to print. I've read that some kind of piece is worn out, and to see the piece, I just have to remove the cartridge. Well, I've done so, and so far, I have yet to see any worn out piece. Maybe I'm not looking hard enough). I'd like to repair the printer I have currently because it's a LaserJet, and those run rather expensive (even just the regular monotone ones, like I have :|). Their ink cartridges run rather expensive, as well, when you compare them with InkJet cartridges. Although, when you compare how long LaserJet cartridges last vs. how long InkJet cartridges last, the LaserJet cartridges can last longer because they're powder instead of liquid (and thus they don't dry out). Likely, though, Printer Repair will wait until July.

So far, dad and I have come up with two possible names for Cammy. Either Pippen or Smudge. Pippen after the hobbit in Lord of the Rings, and Smudge because he has small dots on his body that look like smudges of dirt, but are really just black fur. I'm leaning towards Pippen, and as far as I know, dad is leaning towards Smudge (but he did say he had to think on it). He seems to be the type who would inadvertently fuck up by shoving a skeleton into a well.

Dad has called the vet (we got Untitled Cat from PetSmart, and he was there from [EDITED] Animal Hospital) about Untitled Cat's identity theft. Apparently, all the shots are good and his age is correct, because he came from a litter of kittens who all got their shots at the same time. The animal hospital neglected to tell us if he was neutered, but we think he might've been, since his sister obviously was (well, according to her intro that was in Untitled Cat's cage). The animal hospital is interested in looking at his eyes (dad brought up the fact that Untitled's eyes seem to water a lot), and is willing to figure out his real identity.

Dad wants to see what his given name might be, in case it's better than the two we thought up (I was the one to suggest naming him after a hobbit from Lord of the Rings. I expected dad to come up with a name like "Sam," but Pippen fits him far better, in my opinion [sic]).

He's gotten more comfortable around us today, and he throughly enjoys participating in guerilla warfare (I suggested naming him Guerilla, but spelling it like 'Gorilla,' but dad said people wouldn't get the reference). I'm told that many cats enjoy playing by attacking and then retreating (while hoping their 'enemy' will chase them).

It's hard for me to just ignore him when he starts attacking me. I don't like it when he attacks me and I don't want to encourage it, but all the same, I can't stand ignoring him (I think the saying, "this will hurt me far more than it will hurt you" totally applies here). We've tossed him a McDonald's stuffed toy (one of the Neopets, a Lupe) to play with, and he seems more content with that than with the crumbled up paper balls (he was probably trained to play with toys).

I get paid tomorrow, so the cheque should clear by Monday, on which I'll go out and get him a couple of toys and a scratching post (he badly needs one). I do think he's teething (though, tinier would know more about that sort of thing than I do), and his eyes *do* change colour (or at least shade).

He seems to enjoy attacking my body while it's under the covers. My retaliation is to pull them up and bat at them to make him let go (though a better strategy would be to kick him off the bed, and then eventually out of the room. At this point, I'm sure tinier is all, "OMG. What a retard. GTFO. And take your fail with you, loser!").

He has tried playing with the phone cords, and my response was to give him a tap and tell him no. This startled him a bit, and after the third tap, he got the idea and went on to pursue better things (like all the boxes of papers and stuff I have in my room as a result of our latest house cleaning spree). He seems a lot more comfortable with jumping up onto furniture today, though he still has yet to learn the meaning of "Here Kitty Kitty Kitty. Come here. Come here, kitty kitty kitty!" Perhaps giving him a name will eventually help with this problem (or if I move faster and bring him over to me when I want him to come, so he gets the idea).

Dad got an early jump out of work, and so he was able to go pick up Cammy yesterday! It totally made my day when I got home to work to find out we got a cat! (My morale had lowered to about 2% when people walked in 10 minutes before closing. Having a cat pleased me so much that I don't even want to rant about people walking into stores 10 minutes before they close!!).

Apparently, the vet got Cammy's records mixed up with another cat's. Dad and I think Cammy is a boy, despite his personal ad claiming that he's a she. He keeps raising up his leg while playing. I'm hoping he's neutered (because OMG! Spraying would be a pain to clean up after!).

He was startled to see us walking around last night, but seems to be adjusting to it just fine this morning (he'd hide if he saw us facing him unexpectedly). He was also startled by sounds that dad, myself and our house made last night (he'd hide when he heard an unexpected loud noise), but he seems to be used to those as well now.

He slept with me for part of the night, and tipped over a trash can around 3:30am (the trashcan in our kitchen, no less). Thankfully, it wasn't very full, but if it happens again, I think I'll put a small weight or two (a couple of two pound dumbbells we have) in the bottom of the bin and see what happens.

He seems to enjoy gnawing on things and scratching a bit. Part of being a half-grown cat, I suppose. This morning, he kept pouncing all over me. I was too tired to get up and put him outside of my room. He does seem to enjoy playing with crumbled up paper balls, though. I imagine I'll keep a couple under my pillow for when he wants to play while I want to sleep.

He's a sweetie, though. When I brought him to my bed last night, he practically shoved his whole body into me, trying to get close. He appears to be a naturally happy cat, seeing as how he purrs at the drop of a hat. He's got a good motor, too! Nice and strong. If he were a Persian, it'd be a weak purr, at least, as far as Persians go.

Dad's been working a bit on trying to get his eyes clean, and I figure I'll give it a shot later on today (I'm still a bit tired, to be honest). His nose probably needs to be wiped at as well. I'm not sure if he just has a cold, allergies or if this is part of the breed (I think he's a standard house cat breed, but I'm not sure).

I'm trying to figure out a new name for him (Cammy is a girl's name, in my opinion). Dad turned down both Snuggles and Cuddles (I was thinking Snuggly or Cuddly, but those both sound "ugly" or "cruddy"). He's got small black spots in various places on his body that look like dirt, but are really just the colouring of the fur. He also has a black patch on his back, but is otherwise mostly white. His tail is black and has a white tip. I think his eyes change colours, but I'm not completely sure yet. I thought they were greenish in the store, but I've seen them look more of an amber/brownish colour, too. I imagine I'll go scouring the Internet for names later on, but for right now, I think I'll go back to bed and hope he thinks I'm not here, hehe!

( Originally was going to be posted 03/30/2008 )

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Of course, much has changed in the past couple of weeks. We've now decided to get a new cat (I find it really hard to live without one). We saw a suitable cat on Monday (Rose, who we were going to rename Peppermint Catty, since she's the typical tabby cat), but she got adopted by someone else before us (we were going to adopt her last night).

Right now, I'm looking at a cat called Cammy, who I'm hoping won't be adopted. She's friendly, appears to enjoy being held (a big must for this household), and purrs like a maniac (always a bonus, but not required =)). When I held her today, she kept rubbing her face all over my arm and purring her little heart out (always a good sign :D).

Dad doesn't feel like going to adopt another cat until tomorrow evening, so I'm hoping no one else will adopt her by then. Not to be mean to the cat, but she's not very pretty (her eyes are stained from eye boogers, and she has a nose booger as well), and she doesn't smell very good, but to be fair, cats usually don't smell good when they're in a veterinary environment (not to mention, most people probably don't go around sniffing at cats the way I do. Yes, I am strange. Revel in it, you shall!). Her fur feels a bit greasy, though it is soft (so it might just be that her fur is so soft it seems like it's greasy? I've had that problem with my own hair sometimes, when I haven't been using the right shampoo for it).

In short, I pretty much feel like I'm killing time, waiting for tomorrow evening, when we can go look at cats again. I'm really excited about getting one (and was really let down when Rose aka Peppermint Catty got adopted. I did blame dad for it, but have since learned that we wouldn't have been able to adopt her at 8:30pm on Monday night anyways. Besides, it's not like he planned this to happen. It was mostly convenient to blame him, because he didn't appear to be as upset as I was. I'm not sure if that's because he's not as attached to cats as I am (and thus isn't as stoked over getting a new cat), or if it's because he was trying to stay strong for me.

Today, after trying something semi-new, I have discovered I was right the first time. I do not like peas.

Although, for some reason, the ones in the Maruchan soup boxes taste good to me. The ones that don't were the ones we had in a can (and they were sweet peas; I don't know if that makes a difference or not). Though, to be fair, the can of peas claims to have been expired about 4-5 months ago (Dec. 2007).

Sorry to double post (though, to be fair, the previous post was meant to be posted last night), but I must rave about my accomplishments today!

Today, I managed to clean the bathtub + it's walls (we have a shower/tub). This was mostly inspired by the, "Gee, it would be nice to take a bath today. Too bad our tub is so freaking disgusting" idea. So, I went, got out the "Scrubbing Bubbles" cleaner, sprayed it on various parts in the tub, waited 10 minutes and then ran the water. It was like MAGIC!! Everything just came *right* off, no scrubbing needed. Of course, this was under the "disinfect" part of the directions, and I was mostly trying it out because, even though I want a clean tub, I'm still lazy.

I apparently went through practically 2 whole cans of "Scrubbing Bubbles" to get the tub clean though, which tends to make me wince. Not so much because of how much the tub needed it, but how much money we could've saved had I started cleaning before things got so bad. That's actually my plan of action, is to attempt to turn Mondays into a clean house/do laundry type of day for me (since that's the only day I didn't allow work to schedule me).

So I did that. Later on in the afternoon (about 3:30pm ish), I started tackling the toilet (because it occurred to me, "Why not? I already cleaned the tub. What more is the toilet?" Yes, I know, my thoughts make no sense).

Now, as if you can't tell how often we clean by my mentioning how the tub was disgusting, the toilet was worse. There was a crapload of dust. Like the kind of dust that's similar to spider webs dust. If you haven't ever seen something like this, dude, you are so lucky!

Anyways, so the toilet was worse because I was cleaning off all the dry dust from the toilet + the floor around the toilet + the walls around the toilet. Let me tell you, doing this? Can make you feel so freaking disgusting afterwards. And I suppose having a clean toilet/wall/floor area must be rather rewarding, since I seem to be dedicating a whole LJ post to it.

The sink/counter still needs to be tackled, but it's really not bad at all (mostly because I have kept up to date on cleaning those...more so the counter than the sink, though).

After having finished the second round of bathtub cleaning, I can now say that we need a new bathmat (the old one was disgusting, and the 10 minute "Scrubbing Bubbles" method did nothing. I've tried cleaning it before, and scrubbing it didn't help much then, either). Oh, and we seem to have a line of dirt still in the center of the bathtub. I presume I'll have to attack it with this bristle brush thing we have (it looks like one of those large teeth cleaning bristle brush thingys, only it's for scrubbing the tub. Or so dad says >_> ).

I eventually will need to shower, but I'm mostly regrouping at the moment. All this cleaning has me tired. Earlier, I managed to get off the "refill" for our older WonderMop, which took me about 15 minutes because ours is so freaking old (Yahoo Answers tells me the newer Wonder Mops make changing the refill easier. Snerk! As if we can afford that!).

I've discovered that in order to clean our California Mini Duster (which is apparently designed for a car. The wonders of my mother's impulse shopping shall never cease, considering that I never saw her even ,use it in a car!), I must wash it in cold water and air dry. My answer for that will be to get a Microfiber Feather Duster from WalMart, since they're only $3.47, and they have refills for $1.97 (all this is before the 8% sales tax gets added on). Apparently, mom spent $6-$8 for the Mini Duster. I suppose I'll take said mini duster with me into the store and see if the Microfiber Feather Duster refills would work on it. If so, easy replacement (and cheap! Woot!). Please note: I have no idea if the Microfiber Feather Duster even *has* feathers, or if "feather" is even in the title. It's just what I wrote down when going on a price checking spree in WalMart (in order to predict next month's spendings).

While talking to tinier, we were discussing how hard it is to picture 6 million people as actual living, breathing human beings, and not a unfeeling, unseeing, product (I compared it with the idea of a soda bottle).

I started doing a google search to see if there was possibly a photo out there, that could demonstrate, in a group of people, how many people make up 6 million.

As far as I've found so far, there's a flickr group with that goal in mind called 6 Million People.