Maths is pretty awesome. This is why most of us, at some point in our lives, attempt to gain the power of maths. This is only natural, and we'll show you how in this article.

Flashback is a thing that happens where you get all nostalgic about the past, much to the dismay of other people that might be around you. Luckily, it's also the name of a program invented by Andrew Bradford that I have been reviewing this week.

American Psycho, by Bretalis Ashton, is a heartwarming romance about an up-and-coming young businessman named Patrick Bateman. In the novel, he has everything he could ever want, money, legs, an apartment, a nail gun, eyes, a cheese grater, nitrogen, exposable thumbs, opposable opponents, a window, a watch, a friend named McDermott, blood, a sink, a job, a telephone. The one thing he just can’t seem to hold down (without using his nail gun) is a girlfriend.

Born in 1958, Jack Black is a notorious fiend and outright criminal. He has been known to make children cry by being pedantic at them. This page discusses how to avoid him, what to do if you can't and his one weakness, through which he may be eternally defeated.

ITV have been fined again for misleading people with their phone-in nonsense. I think really, they should just explode ITV and people can have their money missing for being stupid enough to do it. I mean, how can anyone not have cottoned on that they’re just scams for making money? Who on earth is so socially bankrupt that they’d care about the events of a trite televisual programme?

Announced recently, the EU is taking Italy to court over a mountain of uncollected waste left is Mount Etna last spring.
Italian ruler Mussolini Jr says “what? WHAT? It is our bin!”
Local Binman Silvio Berlusconi said “Bins are a relative term, what you might call a table, I might call a desk, what are you to tell us what to do?”

Love is an amazingly useless construct. I mean, from a hunter gatherer sense love is really quite a bad thing. The obligation of another to cuddle you isn’t going to help you get meat, or live. It’s one of those weird cultural things, like igloos or marshmallows. It is cultural, because there are people who manage to not desire love in some way, monks and hermits and the likes, whereas the need for water you can’t rid of.

How does respect work? Do we earn it, or do we naturally cultivate it with age? I’d like to think we earn it, but where does this ‘respect your elders’ lark come with? I mean, if you’re frail that’s fair enough, having people being nice to you seems to be karma to make up for not being able to punch things in anymore.

Okay. This idea works on a certain premise some people may not like:

The idea of a conscious entity known as “God” who makes decisions which have direct influence over our lives is absurd, so we’re working under the presupposition that that isn’t how the world works.

Temple of Shadows is the fifth album by Brazilian progressive epic neoclassical symphonic power metal band Angra. It is the second album after their line-up reformed, after they all died in a freak guitaring accident involving nylon. The new vocalist, Eduardo Falaschi, having tricked everyone into letting him into the band, shows off a lot of his talent in here. Unfortunately, he is no where near as good as André Matos who is a bit of an awesome character. I read on THE INTERNET that he went into a competition to replace Bruce Dickenson, but came third.