I wrote a more informative entry earlier today, but I need to relate this story.

I was in a meeting with my boss just now - the laid-back surfer boss, not Prof. J - and he needed to show me something on his computer. He plugged it into the projector he has in his office for just such an occasion, and his screen came up on the wall.

He had a web browser open to a page that read across the top, "The Rock is gonna check your monkey asses into the Smackdown Hotel!"

"That's my roller hockey team," he explained sheepishly.