Rants and Ravings
Ah, so the title caught your eye, did it?  I'll have to remember that.
On this sorry page (yes, it did apologize) you shall learn the true meaning of random.  You shall bow down on your knees, raise your hands to the sky, and say 'oh, that was random.'  And, if you're a VT fan, you'll add: 'And random = funny!' which is, on occation, actually true.  So go ahead and check out the links -- just be sure to keep an . . . ah, open mind.  Just read to the left.
Don't listen to my brother column over there on the right.  All he says is completely and utterly wrong.  I should know -- I was written next to him.  *Shudder.*  Anyway, the best things you can do on this site are a) run, b) check out the red links or c) listen to me.  Because I'm always right.
Now that I've saved you from my evil twin column, welcome.  Oh, and you can call me red.  My bro's yellow..  Ha.
Lookie, to put my links in, I'm pretending to invade my brother's personal space.  He so deserves it.  Anyway, since I'm yellow (no, not yellow, you, you, you . . . you chicken!) I'm going to tell you about something kind of like me.  Check out . . .

Flashbacks Taste Like Cheese
Don't mind him.  He's not very . . . mature.  Anyway, I have a much more civilized and sane discussion which I will, kindly, give you a link to.  And mine barely even (if at all!) mentions that . . .  cheese stuff.

What's new in Middle-earth?  The Net.
Come and See the Peanut Page!!  Hurry, this is the only link to it!  Go, go, go!!!!!!!!!!
The other hereby disclaims everything and everything, and claims in loud, big letters that she is not, in fact, more insane than anyone else.  Anyway, she's only using a couple obscure and childish personalities here, so meh.
Talking with Myself