corn(y)

i was lulled into a false sense of security this morning when i passed a gas station on my way to work selling the good stuff for $2.16 a gallon and i thought to myself, "times aren't so hard! we could all drive hummers with these gas prices! and the terrorists are losing!"

but then i got to work and read this article about how energy independence is still beyond our grasp and the corn farmers aren't helping, (neither, by the way, are the terrorists), and the universe made sense once again.

on an unrelated note (unless you count high fructose corn syrup and ethanol as being related, which i guess you could), i've been eating a lot of leftover halloween candy lately and, for some reason, the garbage can at my desk has not been emptied and the lingering evidence is, frankly, embarrassing. did i really go through that many fun size packets of skittles yesterday?

wait. don't answer that.